Solitary I

push against this hymen here
that seals a darkling womb.
I rush out into a maze
That ends at silent tomb.

Enmazed are daze
of grass and rock
roused up above the scree
by mourning's silent singing cock

that crows only to me
on blackest wings to fly,
buzzing in a slanted spheer,
to pierce this solitary I

push against this hymen here
to seal my darkling tomb,
To sleep in peace without a peer
inside my gawded room.