A snort and puff;
liquor pours out
through pores, flushed and fierce,
and steam fills the void
while clanks ring.

A room of trials and tracks,
of rattling vibrations,
of echoes and shrieks, ecstasy
tests fate and temps fake

Disfigure in darkness
shifting with grunts and moans.
Broken glass and swaying, numbing.
No fierce burning
deep in flesh flakes and drops.

Over-encumbered act
and now lazy mirrors
hide and reflect their business
with skin revealed, being sold
on a black market day.

But trials and tracks,
inconsistently stepping on bile and shards,
know no economics,
only to spin and spit
attracting lazy eyes.

Never was the fun fluent
and always on its knees,
slurping and choking
for simple entertainment
to the simple-minded.

Author: Steven E. Croner

Hey, everyone. How are you? I’m doing pretty well. My name is Steven. I’ve been living in Pittsburgh for a few years now. What sort of projects have I been working on, you ask? Well, I’ve assisted with several indie film productions in that time, mostly directly behind the camera or working with camera operations. It has been pretty fun. I’ve also been working on several other projects individually. This website is a collection of those projects that I do on in my spare time. Please click on the links above to learn about some of the work that I do in digital media and writing. I hope you enjoy my collection, which is a combination of old, archived work and new content I am compelled to share with you. Please feel free to interact, engage, and help me make some friends and colleagues in the creative media communities!

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