To get attention, to make your mark,
do it publicly where you will be graded.
Or do it in the dark.
Compared to God, everyone’s a saboteur.
Who boasts they give, or they create?
You are a borrower. You built something,
you did something. I’ll judge you. I’ll laugh. I’ll wait.
Time takes away, and we, in time, do the same.
Where is the forgetful? What happened to his fame?
Look at the sunset, eating and dismantling the day.
The beautiful smashes your hope in exactly the same way.
Hate the saboteur, a thousand times more efficient than you.
He undid it faster—the criminal’s the master
of all you did or can do. The secret admiration
remains secret. The public is blind. The new
is sabotage. Don’t you see it? The sabotage is the new.