The morning lights Annealing eyes with cold A tempest rides Defiling skies like mould I see a dream being wideawake This world is running mad A crazy trick that I cant take When limbo lies ahead I see the Nile entombed in a hyaline case So clear as a heavenly blaze The hoary bodies of hippos froze in glaze Sphinxes surmount with lacteal bays Resignedly standing at gaze When croak of perishing toads expires in haze Palmtrees have bowed to winds Falling to vitreous sands Wherries like pointed splints Stick out of stony bents Does anyone retrieve a key? Which devilry we meet? Uncanny scenes have seemed to me And overturned my creed
wherry, vitreous, hyaline, lacteal, resignedly