Better entombing waters for them, better our deeps unfathomed, Where birth is soulless, life goalless, death toll-less for all, And where dark ooze enshrouds past resurrection!
"Sea Poems"
Cale Young Rice
The border of the curtain was embroidered with heavy Vitruvian scrolls, the shadows of which were reflected on the floor; they made jagged, goalless paths.
"The Goose Man"
Jacob Wassermann