If he breathed deep he’d feel tearing in his lungs. Like a hook was cast in him. Pulling and pulling though he wouldn’t budge. Thus the tearing. He stayed rooted though. An absolute refusal to leave. A refusal to give up. Every ounce of his will kept him standing there. Waiting. He hated himself. The battle had been lost, but refusal, it’s a bitch.
Annie said, “Wait here and when I come back all of this will be taken care of.” That was a day ago now. He knew she wasn’t coming back. She didn’t forget him. The worst had happened. He knew. She wouldn’t forget him. She swore she’d come back. He swore he’d wait.
“When I come back all of this will be taken care of.” She was dead. Was she dead? How could he find out? She didn’t say where she was going or who she was going with. She did say she would be back.
People looked at him weird. The same people he watched from the street corner going home from work we’re making their way back to their jobs, but his job was to wait. Let them look. Maybe they thought he was homeless. He hoped the cops might come by. He could tell them Annie died trying to fix things. They would know. But if he left and Annie came back she might be mad for abandoning her. His eyes weren’t so red anymore. Small blessings. She wouldn’t like it if he cried.
She wasn’t coming back. Bad things happened all the time and no one cared. Annie cared. Annie cared that bad things happened to him. He really cared about Annie. If she was dead he should cry. He should never have let her go alone, but she insisted. “this will be taken care of.” She taught him trust. He should trust her. It was taken care of and she was on her way back.
Footsteps smacked against pavement behind him. More people going to work? No these were faster. Smack, smack, smack. Someone running right for him.
“Mack! Mack!! You gotta go! Annie’s in the hospital. It looks bad! She asked for you.”
My latest music video for the band Ratham Stone. This video is made of two years of pictures from my travels all over the country. A lot of stop motion. Hope you all enjoy.
My latest video has just been released. Ratham Stone’s “You’re my Girl Tonight (Acoustic)”
Shot and Edited by myself.
Wax on the Ceiling on Flickr.
Hanging Records at Rock & Roll Heaven in Orlando, Fl.
The wax hangs from the ceiling. Not melting, but on strings. Long pieces suspending the sound as it twirls above customers, quiet and composed.
Rock & Roll Heaven on Flickr.
The record store Rock & Roll Heaven located in Orlando, Fl.
There’s a room there filled with shelves of old VHS tapes, all bent up and scratched boxes. We hunt for terrible pieces of cinema, the real gems of an older time. We’ve collected Tim, The Lunch Wagon, Tarzan starring Casper VanDean, and ShadowBuilder to name a few.