Truth

A film about friendship and the occasional loneliness.

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.

Something I know or something I was told? When something scalding translates something to behold.

Strings together what's strung together (please use yr tether).

Slowed, stowed, achingly retold.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

It's time the times met each other over & over.

Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).