a man who had fallen among thieves

a man who had fallen among thieves
     lay by the roadside on his back
     dressed in fifteenthrate ideas
     wearing a round jeer for a hat
     fate per a somewhat more than less
     emancipated evening
     had in return for consciousness
     endowed him with a changeless grin
     whereon a dozen staunch and Meal
     citizens did graze at pause
     then fired by hypercivic zeal
     sought newer pastures or because
     swaddled with a frozen brook
     of pinkest vomit out of eyes
     which noticed nobody he looked
     as if he did not care to rise
     one hand did nothing on the vest
     its wideflung friend clenched weakly dirt
     while the mute trouserfly confessed
     a button solemnly inert.
     Brushing from whom the stiffened puke
     i put him all into my arms
     and staggered banged with terror through
     a million billion trillion stars