Let's keep the windows opened
And let the equilibrium go away
Fall like a sax on the sidewalk
Tie a copper wire on the neck
Light the break by the filter¹
Use an extinguisher as a blanket
Play water-polo on the bed
Slip on the ceiling
of our blind and medieval house
Sing songs in weird languages
Sherd the disarmed curtains
With the deaf knife that faith dirtied
Disarm the nasty toys
and the pure indecency of hall pictures
Let's drink books and chew mats
Collect cigarette ends on the walls
Open the refrigerator and let the wind flow
Spit any day on someone
future that has disappeared
God, God, we're all atheists
Let's cut prince's hair
And take them to a plebeian god
And after the beginning
What comes will get to be the end