In a soft suede erratic reign Malformed mayhem breathes again And sweet And sweltering, colorful heat Where thence repent Old world wills in the mode That shouts mottled mystics To contract the openings For heroic valor and beats beaten wings All unimpressed This turnstile sweat The vain order in worms of June Oh lord calamity It is the daredevil collide Spirits rest the rest of the way home Between solidity and groan A ferris wheel's endeavor Want pill docks and anvil heads