Venice Biennale

The city is floating:
ever more dense
more and more
people are entering.
The city shivers.
The city is floating
but we come to see
as we cross,
not the inner city.
To the outskirts we flee
Everyone can participate
in the architectural feast
of colours and sounds
of enormous amounts
of garnish and sensations
of extreme accumulations
The city is floating:
ever more dense
less and less
do I want to be in its centre?
the vicinity calls to enter

Willie Vogel