The dance of light and shadow on my body on the great tear There appears, it was, I forgot. Salt and water to heal open wounds oozing oblivion abandonment betrayal. I am, I have been, I was with water let me clean the memory.
Fire and darkness, intertwining and falling on the wall. Film grain, scratches and glazes, noise and jumps, muted pastel colors in the lamp of the super 8.