Aerial train amid the sky on concrete posts

Aerial train amid the sky on concrete posts,
Angelic is your nearly silent pace!
Uncanny cereals are spiking in the dust
Of suburbs that surround the airport gates.

A swift foyer in flight above the rails,
Harvesting space, time squeezed into a ball,
You're hiding bodies on their way to go astray
In taking off – all out of man's control.

New York, 17 February 2015

(Translation from Russian original: http://stihi.ru/2014/06/21/930)


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