The air vibrates in my ears
a mighty machine
overwhelms the land

without revealing itself
in other dimensions
Not an object, not flying

only unidentified
Invisible, intangible
Panic is futile

The sound settles
too heavy to caress
with a humming voice

Something hypnotic
rattles softly, to which
I refuse to yield

I want to tell it, not to be
absorbed by this hungry creature
not to be unknowingly devoured

A light breath rustles fleetingly
over me; I am awake
and won't be liquefied