The Manhattanhenge

The combined entropy of any matter and

that of the cosmopolitan horizon that is less
than that of empty space
With a silver sheen atmosphere of brilliant
consensus- pensile, super-celeric
The changing of space that is pure
erotics
Everyone has her way of seeming to be
on another planet
To take the distance needed to see
that our skyline is self-designing
withour ever closing in on itself
Manhattan is not an island!
omething beyond violence emerging
in the very centre of the process of
globalization
! place of e"tradition and rendition, a
cosmopolitan ecstasy testifying
of the orbiting of our urban life
With a energy that is a form of catastrophe
a forefeeling, but an e"alted one
that of a collective sacrifice#