stopped to wonder a moment …
… what if they raised Manhattan towers
like traps for mechanical birds?
since a thread must be
in this aerial slaughter
this blind run of aircrafts
against the glaring walls
fear dwells in the steel
and crystal traps
of the metropolis
fear is the magnet that hurls
the silver albatross
via inertia into the heated
abyss of hijacked sense
stopped to wonder a moment…
… black blowfly that dims
your thoughts
an eclipse in an eyeball
its crash into the glass soul,
death to your devout distraction
© Raffaele Messinese 2007
