The nightwebs are spinning...
Do you see them? Can you hear them?
Glistening there, in the dark.
Adorning wreaths upon the branches bare bone...
Listen to the voice in the dark.
Their weavers they form from stars and dust...
Their movements,
Their clicks...
Their nightly embark.
Watch the nightwebs curling,
Through our dreams, our tears...
Nightwebs still spinning,
Through the dark.
Watch them float up.
Nightwebs still spinning...
Close your eyes,
Count to ten.
Watch all the clocks,
Spun old with time...
Watch the universe,
Spun over with lines...
We are all of us spinning,
In this toys bright eye.
A speck of dust,
A planet lost...
Oceans colliding,
Covered in frost.
Why are you shivering?
The nightwebs are spinning...
Down down the dark way we go,
Fall down,
Float up.
The dust scatters down...
These fine weavers,
We hide.
Catch us...
Dust-ghost,
A jab in the dark...
Spun across wide,
Always we are falling.
The nightwebs are spinning...
Watch us,
Watch us float up.
Dead dark night,
Still the nightwebs are spinning.
We fall.
Miss C.L.Scarlett xx
