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Forgotten Machinery


You,

Who have startled the engine of an old machine

You,

Turned all rust to powder

Exposing the true power of one’s own machinery

The titanium, which once had been lead comes to life

As it gets pierced

with every gear within itself

Softening and making the cold blooded structure breathe

Those damn gears,

The axis and handles are tainted with its marks

The engine coughs and shakes,

Startled

Confused as the thumping and screeching silences

Under the bolt cutters

Of a lock smith

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