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Words
Filmscripts, poems, stories and thoughts.
INT. BEDROOM - DAY MEDIUM:
BOY is asleep in the bed, his car keys and Ray-Bans are on the dresser / desk / bar.
A female hand grabs the keys and sunglasses.
We just see GIRL slipping out the door, then the door closes.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. CAR - HIGHWAY - DAWN
ScriptsLoveliness
Lies still on the bottom
Of the lake,
Lost
Let it rest in peace
Leave it be
It will wither
As we make our eyes
Anew
And forge a new, true
Creature of Beauty
Such,
That God will blink
...what is frightening, though, is that the intensity, the intent with which I used to live seems to be swallowed up by the black hole at the end of my life.
It is as if the energy, the will, the adventure and the soul – for lack of a better word to convey the essence of my emotions – is being sucked out of me, forwards toward this endpoint, which from here, seems to lack the comfort of an event horizon.
There is no perennial twilight.
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