Without A Doubt

Without a doubt,
their tiny bodies were
always there,

but when a flap
of wings interrupted
the breakfast conversation,

you all looked at me in silence.

The inalterable order
that was guaranteeing night
followed day

was escaping, like a sharp wasp's nest
of words,
in our voices.

Poem by Sandra Santana
Translated and Spoken by Ben Van Wyke
Clusters and Murmurs by Michael Hand
Synth by Tom Law

Without A Doubt
Without a doubt, their tiny bodies were always there, but when a flap of wings interrupted the breakfast conversation, you all looked at me in silence. The inalterable order that was guaranteeing night followed day was escaping, like a sharp wasp's nest of words, in our voices.
Poem by	Sandra Santana
Translated and Spoken by	Ben Van Wyke
Clusters and Murmurs by	Michael Hand
Synth by	Tom Law