I must evade these shrieks that interest me and damage me so.  Each step towards they thwart after thwart, and 
flashes in my orbit dissolve incessantly.  In right-side-up coffins they stay like stone pillars of awe, and they 
resonate with smokey remnants of shadows floundering out softly and slowly, they ponder and flounce, bounce out.  

Evage.