Don't let's hang about
on the cobblestones.
The equestrian statue—keep
going—represents the king.
Yes, the Dante translator.
Now let's move on.
Lovely theatre, first rate, but
no point in dawdling
because this paving is contaminated
(a nuclear accident
near the quarry) and here we are
already like ghosts on this X-ray plate, like ghouls,
radiological tourists, little glass vessels
blown with a breeze of electrons.