Echo overheard
resound unending mortuary volume
ne’er cease us strain in life
release my brokenbodied wife
on shining surface, dance
fervent, thine recant
or yet remit the stain
of blood expelled
of jealous pain
exact what price to quell
the quaking of the flesh I sell
so long, and long away
we’ll reach a final better day
where none remains to say
and life in wane
an old spent lume
a word once whispered
in the vacant tomb