Extinction

I am immobile with my wings folded
I do not wished to be touched
Outside the world of wisdom, reason and feelings
Can you place your hand on the axial moment
When suddenly all hell broke loose
What do your eyes tell me?
There is no communication between the eyes
Only dusky waiting, without end.
Waiting inevitably for extinction, unemancipiated
You too will be obliterated
Before you can use the alibis of flagrancy
And what shall you say then?
What shall you think?
Are you going forward or back,
Or stuck in an unending Moebius strip
The dusky lidless eyes remain unresponsive.