Come, let us blow up the whole business, the city is insane.
Let us plant trees, grass and flowers in the rubble
to disguise it.
Let us restore the city to its first aim
of being natural to the touch.
Break down the sordid hospital, the cockroach ridden
restaurants, the whore packed hotels, and business buildings
close by for convenience.
The big nightclubs and intimate ones
and the cellars of old homes, where rats and vermin and dark
dampness used to sport.
The Stock Exchange and the banks where we sell each other.
The gaudy apartment houses.
And the broken down ones to which
we have been assigned each according to his profit.
The gutters where we run each other down.
The sidewalks where we watch with interest.
The stores of adulterated foods and ready medicines.
The hospitals with an eye towards business
and the doctor's income.
The homes for the aged or the aged are forgotten.
All this let us demolish once and for all with a perfect time
bomb.
And of course, with the formality of a warning to those
who will wish to stay behind but let us wipe out a few million.