The End

as if it were tangible they returned and made observations
at all events the reliable walls of youth looked
of elephantine interludes dancing

as if wild horses could not censure the attenuated bearing
it was the transitional passage in its dissolution malignity
panic and emptiness

dour gusts of splendor and demi-gods boil over a man
which could never be superceded and willfully caught
the poor cannot afford it

magnificence scattered the goblins of superhuman joy
took it as a sign breathing the autumnal statement persuading
to stop for Pomp and Circumstance

and a photograph frame more vigorously dashed
the same size eyes more anxious and hungary
and waste to steam flaming ramparts of the world