Mychayl Semenko. The Panfututrists. Visual Poem.

Again. WIth Chains. And once more. With feeling.
piece called "the PANFUTURISTS". From 1922. Part of My Mosaic.
Translation:
Big Chain
Is rolling
Behold -
the worm-eaters
In the mud
On the Bottom
Big chain
is Falling Down
It will CATCH YOU ALL
By her millions
of the steel paws
With magnets
It Will push
Dry Bung On the sun
From Caves and waterholes
AND YOU?

Big Chain
Ascends
And here - with buttons
Behind the apparattus - here we are
The PANFUTURISTS