16 millimeter chatter
magic shadows paint the screen
lost in the celluloid
old movies have always been my first ๐ค
16 millimeter chatter
magic shadows paint the screen
lost in the celluloid
old movies have always been my first ๐ค
watching serials
real men could fight and fly then
two tone cliff-hangers
watching old republic serials on vhs on the back porch
rescuing sewing
machines so convicts can make
face masks for everyone
traveling to Michigan penitentiary to donate time and equipment for those in need
leaving the council
no longer a trusted hand
graduating upwards
as an academic i have many duties serving on councils and committees

her nose
falls downwards
into piles
of snowy white
cocaine is
deadly endless
waste for
the idle rich
slavery for the
common man
the tower today
conflict and confrontations loom
my heart hangs broken
one of those shitbag days where everything is such a weight
steam driven countryside
trees fly by on the orient express
history train rolls
2 dogs meet on the lawn
1 chained the other free
both accept their loss
she walks off the path
to avoid the approaching dog
bites go deeper than skin
Barking dogs
Closed
Curtains
Neighbors R
2 Quiet
Now the
Real feeding
Starts
Every year, people are eaten by their pets once they pass away. ๐