By Fatmir Terziu
Read the lightning cloud!
In the sky stabbing exchanges
Where amid the still smoky sadness
The sluggish revealing of letters begins
In the rampant turning of the tearful eye.
Somewhere amid these feelings
Icy particles begin to grunt
Starting for the funeral parlour
And making the shovels ready.
So flaming and smouldering
It burns the headlights and the Ferod in the wheels
The kiss that remained saddening
In the stuck aorta valves.