Some wormy germs crawl through their holes
while in crowns of leafy trees
a butterfly his wings unfolds
an joins the swarm in the morning breeze.
A caravan goes on its desert track
but then it ends in a sudden cleft
and the screen abruptly fades to black
and well… that’s all that there is left.
Video killed a radio star –
that statement goes a bit too far
and ignores with boldness of the Holy Scripture
the impermanence of motion picture.
Any image of the past
is never really meant to stay
it breaks to ashes, turns to dust
goes all rusty and rots away.