Hats in a thinking stance ready to shape the head
Proof of the mind’s wearer
Letting the outside self be read
Keeps fault with the message bearer
Farthest from title the given name
Self that no pity sows
Was maker of one semblance same
Quiet title no one knows
Poor hat! Detail telling one mark
The startled start of the round sewn
Sign to make the yellow lark
Sing the lost wound gown
With one set sign the wearer torn
Takes the message never born
