[Hallicrafters] Fw: On viewing pictures of the Hallicrafters building, as it is now

[TC Dailey]

Upon seeing pictures of the old Hallicrafters Building, as it is now...


The siren's song is but silent now...
    the sweet perfume we love so well - the burning of the dirt
atop glowing cylinders of crystal glass

Heady perfumes of wax, paper, bakelite, and other mystic scents
   they hold us, surely as our Mother's hugged us
'grasped us to her bosom - filled our nights with far off voices
   strangers met, through ether's vices

Perhaps there repose, beneath the sodden floors
   left o'er pieces, cut from the arms of Beauty's Black heart
The silence is no more a rememberance, of "h's" given
   than shouting would have been, of angels past

The quiet is deafening - it should not be thus
   would that sweeter music fill those hallowed halls
of far-off static's quiet voice - 

It is our task; our solemn duty, if it were
   await the filaments' comforting glow
The warm and tender caress of B+ arms
   a'wrapped about the hidden plates

to take us home... to yesterday
   of course it's well within the past

that's okay, you know
   I know the way


Tom D. - WAØEAJ