The Flabby Devil

A boiler wallows in the tall green grass Rusty rails leading nowhere fast An undersized truck on its broken back The dead animal of the iron track I've stepped into the grove of death To gauge the gangrene of the panting breath A census of inertia, an incoherent scheme Where the flabby devil haunts the dream Liquidate the flabby pretending! The wanton smash-up of this station! A protocol of rust in its capacity! The terminal wreck of the civilizing nation! The rapacious folly... The weak-eyed devil...