Not your dark poisons again,

White sleep!

This fantastically strange garden

Of trees in deepening twilight

Fills up with serpents, nightmoths,

Spiders, bats.

Approaching stranger!

Your abandoned shadow

In the red of evening

Is a dark pirate ship

Of the salty oceans of confusion.

White birds from the outskirts of the night

Flutter out over the shuddering cities

Of steel.