Seriously by Syrian poet Muhammad Al-Maghut (my translation):

"How much I hate picking up anything:
conversation...garb...cover
Even if my crown crashes on the floor
I would not pick a thing of it
*
I am with obscene wealth
or abject poverty
*
Sea
or desert
*
Night
or day
*
Head
or shoe
*
East
or West
*
Marx
or the Pope
*
Guillotine
or Marie Antoinette
*
I like the creme of things
or their ruins."