All The World’s A Packed Cinema House

poetry

Do you remember when
we went to see that film
those years ago
at the theater
on the nice side of town?

The tickets were more
expensive, but the seats
were really comfortable
there in Auditorium Six

and even though we got there
fifteen minutes late
(we even skipped the ad reel)
we hadn’t missed a thing

The heckling never started
’til the both of us were
comfortable and languishing
chewing popcorn loudly
feet kicked up on chairs

Remember how the rest of
the house laughed with us?
Those were simpler times,
I am apt to believe.

Now,
I think, everyone is laughing
still,
but maybe they’re
laughing at us

I still don’t think we should
stop

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