The humm

Feel that humming;
Hear it coming;
Out of the hornets nest, a bird on fire, flying toward my flammable life.
Feel it humming, that rooster´s throat, that cicada´s back.
Feel it humming that meteor toward modern Gomorra.
Engulfing the west and razing the middle east.
I feel that humm as it floats across the sky.
Diving purposely between sky scrapers.
Scraping along the side walk like some homeless man with claws.
That humming that pours out of appliances, factories and large supermarkets.
That humming that stupifies the masses, subtle inebriation.
Diluting our senses and our instincts, until we´re all extinct.