The dead conduct themselves the way they always
do.
At nigt they step out onto the graveyard at Rotoli
For ritual exchanges of weapons and words. It's all
they know.
The blood drains away into the Mediterranean. They
erect ruins.
CARTHAGE NEW YORK. The colossal
Left elbow of Jupiter in the museum at Tunis
He needed both of them to secure victory.
If only the living would . . . never mind.
YUPPY RABBLE. ALL THEY WANT IS THEIR MOUTHS
STUFFED WITH SOMETHING TASTY
And game over. In general, I'm of the opinion
That socialism must be destroyed, and
I like my causes lost.

Translation: Michael Hoffmann