"I’d rather kill the radio and listen to the rain hit"
I feel like I’m just an empty void of wasted potential
My uncle John Poch is a poet, and for a while now he has been asking me to film some visuals for one of his new poems. I was meant to go out to Texas where he lives but it looks like it won’t happen until later this year. So I put a collection of clips together from my recent travels along with him reading the poem aloud. So check it out, and let me know what you think.