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Driving the commute on a Southern California freeway can be a trying experience. It can take hours to travel the two miles to Mrs Miggins Pie Shop, and hours to get back home again. At which point the huge commemorative pie you bought to celebrate Huge Commemorative Pie Week is cold and grossly unsatisfactory. The roads are populated by nutters and maniacs, on cell phones, texting and eating cheeseburgers. So I do what any good citizen would do. Pick up his Flip and capture some artistically shot video of traffic lights and sunsets and blurry dashboard things. Distributed by Tubemogul.

A new short experimental film based on a poem I wrote 10 years ago. Thus, I am calling this a video poem. As the protagonist sits at a crossroads in their life, they pause and reflect on the inner turmoil, angst and doubt caused by the pschological effects of violent abuse. Time has not healed the mental wounds and the protagonist is unable to move forward in their life. Life is passing by, as he/she waits for some catharsis. BG plate shot on Flip Digital Recorder Footage from archive.org Score composed and recorded entirely in NI Absynth Designed in AfterEffects The poem: The emptiness Beyond the hole Belongs on a page Where words won't live. A static shadow Grows From the hearts of the dying. The surface may ripple, But the frozen Reflection Comes from beyond the waves. Relive. The truth witnessed by a Sheltered moon. A scream to part the clouds. A flash of life as the Blade Cuts. Slices. Drives home. Sowed the seed for this Decaying tree. A shadow cast ...