Spider and I sit watching the sky
On a world without sound
On a world without sound
Brian Eno
Driving Hope
before and after
science of another day.
Webs of silence
calling forth,
watching the sky
with stilled heart.
Last Looks.
Hometown is closing.
Mourning hours call.
What?
What if?
I never again?
calling forth,
watching the sky
with stilled heart.
Last Looks.
Hometown is closing.
Mourning hours call.
What?
What if?
I never again?
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