Everything a lie.
Everything you hear, everything you see.
So much to spew out.
They just keep coming, one after another.
You're in a box. A moving box.
They want you dead... or in their lie.
Only one thing a man can do--
find something that's his, make an island for himself.
find something that's his, make an island for himself.
If I never meet you in this life, let me feel the lack.
A glance from your eyes, and my life will be yours.
beautiful....that's all I can say. Thank you Rob
ReplyDeleteBravo.
ReplyDeleteEcho the other comments - simply stunning. I'm assuming these are ripped from the Blu, which my local B&N was already out of by the time I got there. Cannot wait to revisit this again.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the comments! My ego can't take it. ;) This was actually only from the DVD, Chris, though I hope to pick up the Blu-ray in time. For now, a rental will suffice; after the reviewing and essay-making process, one becomes so familiar with a movie that you could go years without watching it again. This was an incredibly satisfying endeavor, and, I would argue, a personally necessary one.
ReplyDeleteI don't know you but thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for acknowledging the grace and beauty that is the poetry, both dark and uplifting, in and of this film. Thank you.
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