Through this mad mind relentless vaults
A grim ides weird and wild
With a meaning wilder than human fears
A clown in grotesque somersaults;
And I weep at him as a child
        In a man's hard tear
There is no roof, there is no floor; 
Horror! no space is known in all! 
‑ Relentlessly I see he vaults! ‑
There is the clown and nothing more, 
Who ceaselessly doth rise and fall ‑
The clown in grotesque somersault
Relentless, how relentlessly
In me, who seek what means each thing,
This spaceless vision neatly vaults!
My legs to vault almost forget m
What awful meaning can this bring
        The clown in grotesque somersault