An angel lies on the ground among indifferent people and things. What does it mean? Let's follow it in its nowhere travel through carousels of words, pinwheels of allusions, curves of thoughts. Let's explore its body as the map for a journey through mankind: it lies there to tell us about us, like a new messiah, or a poet. The Dead Angel by Mario Campanino, appearing here in English for the first time, talks about the power of the poetic word to go deep inside the human soul.