Saturday, January 17, 2015

Crestfallen - from "Northwest Passage," pilot episode

Talk a little,
holding back an
open bottle,
closed fist.

You've been through a lot today,
head busted open - we see half a heart,
your face torn.

The time rises.
Enter your best
patterns, a high crest of
sympathetic exit.
Close to the lens,
a partial reflection
in the pupil of
a typed page.

Run at a normal speed.
We're finished in the background.

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