Delicate steamrollers,
confessions of the forgetful fool;
so asinine and addicted.
Xonfe? Where, what, or who?
'Le temps détruit tout'
Confess Lunatic,
sang the Systems-Keeper;
Renounce Freak,
called the Status-quo Master;
Collapse Instigator,
said the Stasis Lord;
Yield Clown,
howled the Time King.
No god damn eyes,
need to see;
No forking tongue
crave to taste;
No ears at all
call to hear.
falter stumble stutter,
crumble under harsh control
of Transcontinental Mediation.
Horrible evidence indeed,
regulated denigrations,
exacted tactics, redacted horrors:
['Time destroys everything']
The sterling rod of fuckonomics
to portal maw and screw the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem