A poem by the young Dutch writer Anne Broeksma

It’s important to live in insipid surroundings

I am an inedible moth

differ from the edible specimens

by behaving like a moron at the right moment

it’s important to live in insipid surroundings

and I’m a great believer in the idea of only being a small example

there are people running around with right to return written behind their eyes

and who at the same time plant a flag on every square centimetre of growth

it’s a question of not wanting to fly towards the light

of not becoming the umpteenth twit that disappears into the sun