RENAISSANCE MAN
eternal threads whisper a silent renaissance
blueprints unfolding for future selves
love reborn in the edits between frames
without roots the tree won’t stand, so he listens
waves in an instant of thought / tides of memory
light writing sideways in every direction
cities built from film grain & quiet graffiti
analog ghosts humming on digital walls
brothers speaking in paint, static, and kindness
gesture & jazz & graphite & glow
scratch‑graphs murmuring at the edge of the frame
poems projected on eyelids, eyes closed but seeing
each frame a new beginning, each cut a small rebirth
time spliced, taped, breathing in the splice marks
every shadow rehearsing another possible life
the renaissance man evolving again and again, quietly