The Hard Pan Of Stanley Kubrick As A Frame [PART ONE]

Wind is implied when a living thing is Still Enough 
To be quiet.
Much how any Act is Unmoored 
from a Previous Wave 
Like the Essence
of Rebellion... 
Stampeding over Quietus
with Tin Spurs
At Ghost Decibels.

across a shrouded jewel.

Sometimes....

Life is the soaring gluttony 
of Suns-

And

Our Leprechauns.