It's a society of rights -
and duties too? Oh, that can wait.
Anyone has the right
to dress up as a black pillar-box
with an anonymous lady inside
or I, I guess, in
the equivalent -
my sex-object status disguised with
hoodie, balaclava helmet
and perhaps a large backpack
with my favourite alarm clock
ticking away inside
wojja mean rights come with duties
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
haha, they should stick this up in Strasbourg! Sardonic and world weary, Michael, top class!