Our Lore

short film

2023

An experimental short film set to poetry written by me. Muses are Bethel Afework and The Fool.

Eyes lock

like that first hand shake

Still.

Tender and trusting

Thoughts flirt like the night we met

Still.

Easy to remember

Hard to forget

And yet

I’d like to forget

The shell of a body I became

After you left.

Still.

How do you cast that feel of familiarity over me so easily?

Suddenly yours

As if no mending of myself had begun

To break and mend and break and mend again had come after or before.

Surely it’s magic

The smile in your words spelling desire

Reminding me of the warmth you bring

Let me remember its from you setting us on fire

Still

Still, still, still, how I prayed your flames were just the sun

Then at least every time you set, I would have something to marvel and admire.

But we burn on

Lighting everything around us.

But must we?

Still.