Movies

(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.

5 minute experimental film.

3 minute experimental film.

1 minute experimental film.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

Slowed, stowed, achingly retold.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

10 minute experimental film.

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

4 minute experimental film.

Remembrances past, remind me to pass.

Trite, closed memories flagrantly bleed into profuse openings mixed & held together by retaliatory colorations & obfuscations.

"a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement."

Setting, settling; still seething as I barely breathe.

Wax and wane until there is naught but boring pain.

Steadily reading while/becomes treading into murky waters.

I really hope this is well-received. I really hope there's some sort of reprieve.

There is nothing left to do but complain.

Running up that [mountainous-outcropping] because there is none of this that's stopping.