When， like a running grave， time tracks you down，

　　Your calm and cuddled is a scythe¹ of hairs，

　　Love in her gear is slowly through the house，

　　Up naked stairs， a turtle in a hearse，

　　Hauled to the dome²，

　　Comes， like a scissors stalking， tailor age，

　　Deliver me who timid in my tribe，

　　Of love am barer than Cadaver³'s trap

　　Robbed of the foxy tongue， his footed tape

　　Of the bone inch

　　Deliver me， my masters， head and heart，

　　Heart of Cadaver's candle waxes thin，

　　When blood， spade-handed， and the logic⁴ time

　　Drive children up like bruises⁵ to the thumb，

　　From maid and head，

　　For， sunday faced， with dusters in my glove，

　　Chaste⁶ and the chaser， man with the cockshut eye，

　　I， that time's jacket or the coat of ice

　　May fail to fasten with a virgin⁷ o

　　In the straight grave，

　　Stride through Cadaver's country in my force，

　　My pickbrain masters morsing on the stone

　　Despair of blood faith in the maiden's slime，

　　Halt among eunuchs， and the nitric stain

　　On fork and face.

　　Time is a foolish fancy， time and fool.

　　No， no， you lover skull⁸， descending⁹ hammer

　　Descends¹⁰， my masters， on the entered honour.

　　You hero skull， Cadaver in the hangar

　　Tells the stick， 'fail.'

　　Joy is no knocking nation， sir and madam，

　　The cancer's fashion， or the summer feather

　　Lit on the cuddled tree， the cross of fever，

　　Not city tar¹¹ and subway bored to foster

　　Man through macadam.

　　I dump the waxlights in your tower dome.

　　Joy is the knock of dust， Cadaver's shoot

　　Of bud of Adam through his boxy shift，

　　Love's twilit nation and the skull of state，

　　Sir， is your doom¹².

　　Everything ends， the tower ending and，

　　（Have with the house of wind）， the leaning scene，

　　Ball of the foot depending from the sun，

　　（Give， summer， over）， the cemented skin，

　　The actions' end.

　　All， men my madmen， the unwholesome wind

　　With whistler's cough contages， time on track

　　Shapes in a cinder¹³ death； love for his trick，

　　Happy Cadaver's hunger as you take

　　The kissproof world.

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