My house has smooth tiles
walls, white-washed by the avengers
from the clotted necessity
to eliminate
those who look down on others
who work behind smoke screens
who can't be reasoned with
or are otherwise different
From the casings of the bullets
with which they are stunned
a machine spins spools
full of copper wire
for the electric skeleton
of the world, which conduct everything
and levels facts, science and beauty
until many anger explodes
Maybe it is vain madness
in your eyes, in a heated head
it is inevitably
the poetry of resistance
Poem 4319 Amsterdam, 2022-02-14 (Paper clip) machine: invented in 2021 by Adelaide Lala Tam (Tam Kwan Yin, Guangdong 1993) The vices of men come down to men being not realistic Ira (wrath/anger, accepting no injustice) and vaine gloire (vanity) Collection:Local contractions Keyword:Anger / Rage