Distant Fires
The camera pans across
the dry grass. Everything is washed in a soft grey.
It's quiet in the frames.
We just watch the wind move. (hummmmm)
The tape runs out.
The frame stays still.
The camera pans across
the dry grass. Everything is washed in a soft grey.
It's quiet in the frames.
We just watch the wind move. (hummmmm)
The tape runs out.
The frame stays still.