Shadows move among them, br br amorphous like the wind br br whispering in tranquility, br br and twittering in unison br br a harmonious cry br br among the dead and the dying. br br Unmindful of the waxing and waning br br of the moon br br their carrion minds br br dance effortlessly on a barbed fence br br sepulchral vigilantes watching closed eyes br br never to see the light of day again: br br a crow's heart only knows br br recluse of dark places.