[…]

But it isn’t paradise.

Whatever it could have been

it is not now,

                          all the Fat Men have rushed in,

                or one Fat Man in dozens of places

                          trying to be himself by being everywhere,

 

the Fat Men are everywhere, standing with their thick legs

bowed out by the weight of their desires,

                                                                               their acquires,

they stand

on top of everything,

               they are everywhere,

 

and whatever anything could have meant before

now it just means what they want it to mean,

 

Fat Men are full of meaning, they stand around wanting

wanting more and wanting more,

 

taking silky meanings of grass and rough elbow meanings of rock

and turning them to what Fat Men mean, big fat meanings,

and everything turns into something they can eat or have,

 

everything is just a property of lust.

[…]

 

(Robert Kelly, The Garden of Distances / mit Brigitte Mahlknecht, 1999)