What trace of the universe will remain
In that horizon chord--
Our favorite bands forgetten,
Our jeans turned back into dust?
Who will rifle through the crates,
Find all that we left--
Or at least some?
Who will play the other side and notice in the straying black scratches that
We loved it nearly as much as
Eclipse Special:: Ben Sher on The Watcher in the Woods (1980) - I was lying on my parents’ bed alone watching TV on a babysitter night. It’s funny how, especially when you’re young, you don’t know when a movie is sudden...
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