I am young
and I am cheerful
for destroying rejuvenates me
it clears away the traces of our own age
it cheers, ’cause everything is cleared away
this means complete reduction
like rooting out
out of its own condition
out of myself
I am wading
knee deep and going in
and I may
never come back again
I got only a few needs
and the least of them
is to know what will replace what’s been erased
I see no image hovering before me
no greater picture of it all
I am wading
knee deep and going in
and I may
never come back again
I’ve got an insight into
how everything is simplified
when considered worthy of being torn in two
one only occupation:
make room – let’s clear away
empty space
someone’s sure to be found
who will need it
this great bond embracing – unifying everything
a sight that affords real pleasure to me
you pass things down to posterity
by making them untouchable
I pass on situations
by liquidating them
I am wading
knee deep and going in
and I may
never come back again
what exists is reduced to rubble – unrooted
not for the sake of it
but for a way
for a way of leading us through!
