Study in Sound
Dreary dawn desperate days
Detached, deflated, depressed of time and place,
When no meter or measure matters much
To the melancholy and monotony of space
Singled out and silenced full of succor and swell
But incapable, impossible, to pry forth or pronounce
Or plead or please.
Damn the dreary dawn
Unavoidable, unmistakeable, inexpressible
For its contempt and comingling conspirators
That blithely blanket the bulwark of conformity.
Dreary dawn them that dank no man but deliver none.