Somewhere in the autumn daylight
my shadow

like an albatross
draped across
what I know

Like a lingering curse
and the form of a hearse...

There is a raven in my mind
Living to eat away
whatever's left behind

Fading sounds in foaming waves
swimming in songs

remembering words I never heard

A voice within and unknown
whispers just around the corner
with echoes to frighten and
melodies to soothe

I jump

and yet this memory rains down

If the hum itself remains
I may be able to listen well
to find rhythm regained

and the music still not drowned