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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