An emergency brake <br />and noise of motor horn. <br />No, no, they did not <br />bring me to a stop, <br />they did not warn. <br /> <br />They catapulted me! <br />My consciousness, <br />again in world, <br />where cars, head-lights and races <br />imitate motion...eyes...faces <br /> <br />Excuse me please, <br />I was immersed in dreams... <br />where car-less pedestrians <br />walk barefoot and carefree <br />in an exotic paradise... <br /> <br />Wake up, Eve! 21. Century! <br />You are on the Earth! <br />Road cops (no angels) . <br />Stop your nostalgic, paradisiac, <br />parasitic, parabolic, daydreams! <br /> <br />Sofia, 30. June 2008<br /><br />ONElia AVElar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emergency-brake/
