• On the pavement of my trampled soul the steps of madmen weave the prints of rude crude words.

    Vladimir Mayakovsky: On the pavement 
 of my trampled soul 
 the steps of madmen 
 weave the prints of rude crude words.
    Vladimir Mayakovsky (1975). “Klop, Stikhi, Poėmy”, p.53, Indiana University Press