The Long October (3:00)


Nobody screamed out
When the planes
Fell out of the sky

Nobody turned around
Aimed a camera
Or whispered goodbye

When the pilots let go of their yokes
Until buildings had swallowed them whole
Their contrails made traces
Like particles in accelerators

Nobody looked around
As the drivers
Relinquished their wheels

Nobody spoke out
In the congress
Of concrete and steel

On the sidewalks
And on all the streets
All the people
Collapsed into heaps

In companies
In classes
In shelters and
In mansions
In every park
In every prison
It is finished
It is finished
It is finished

Our study is completed
Our motion is defeated
By unanimous abstention
In our final election
We are finished
We are finished
We are finished

All along that long October
everything said it is over
It is over
It is over
It is over