This line sprang out of your poem and knocked me over the head with a gargantuan container of deja vu. Hindu cows have special meaning for me, because I am Indian. They are silent, lazy and fat, but are worshiped as sacred beings because they produce milk. In some of the more rural parts of India, they saunter meanderingly onto the streets, and none of the cars dare knock them over.
I too, like Someones Ephiphany, think you have a nice trilogy,
I was supposed to comment on this trilogy yesterday but, I fell asleep. =P
I think that what makes it attractive are the shadings of dark humor that you seem to call upon every now and then. It makes the whole thing look playfully classy.
I also think that your shift from typographical hysteria to the calmness of small barely distinguishable text amplifies the trivilized view that most people give to tragedies when they are not the ones who are in the center of it.
Overall, the pieces work together as a whole. It was, at times, fairly funny and, at times, engaging.
The captain has turned on the fasten your seatbelt sign.
Flight attendants calm as Hindu cows.
The in-flight movie grinds to a halt, and the credits roll.
The captain has deployed the oxygen masks, please remain calm as we make our final approach.
Oh God, oh God!
We're gonna die!
Holy Mary mother of God...
I'm sorry ma...
I love you.
I'm too young...
There is no such thing as turbulence now, only gravity.
And air-sickness bags are trivial at best.
Thank you for flying Ecumenical Airlines...
"We do indeed hope you've enjoyed this terrifying ordeal and that (in some small way) the flight crew has made it possible for our passengers to be thrilled into existence. Please feel free to float about the cabin..."
At least that's the impact I imagine. Disembodied voices and absolutely smooth features smiling benignly at the poor humans who haven't learned to trust the flight crew with their souls, let alone thier lives. I wonder how calm ground control seemed before the Challenger exploded? BTW, this is a dim view of technology as religion...but it is accurate.
sorry... that last line kills me...
ecumenical airlines... ha!
i like that all three feature the vomit bags... its something that brings the 3 pieces together.
this piece seems very different from the other two and yet i think there would be big problems if it wasnt vastly different really...
no such thing as turbulance only gravity...
i have no idea how i would react if i were on a plane that was going down... none at all... but the cries and pleas etc you have here would be very natural responses.
one thing i have noticed about all 3 pieces, other than the way theyre spaced which in my mind makes the encounter much longer... this with time stopping in crisis, is the way the font gets smaller part way through.
i should think it is on purpose and it strikes me as very well placed and incorporated...
very well done pietro.
i think you have created your trilogy well