Papilla Quotes

By the painful light of the factory's huge electric lamps I write in a fever. I write gnashing my teeth, rabid for the beauty of all this, For this beauty completely unknown to the ancients.O wheels, O gears, eternal r-r-r-r-r-r-r! Bridled convulsiveness of raging mechanisms! Raging in me and outside me, Through all my dissected nerves, Through all the papillae of everything I feel with! My lips are parched, O great modern noises, From hearing you at too close a range, And my head burns with the desire to proclaim you In an explosive song telling my every sensation, An explosiveness contemporaneous with you, O machines! (Fernando Pessoa)