Sunday, February 20, 2011

Previews at the multiplex (poem)

Previews at the multi[plex

I never feel older
nor more headed for extinction
than when I watch previews
at the multiplex

it wasn't always this way
I used to recognize people
and places on the screen
and care what happened to them

now it's all catastrophe
mayhem and destruction
wise-cracking and flesh
3D and wrap around sound

so I close my eyes
and try to remember
what the feature is

and how cleansing the rain will be
when I get out of there

--Charles Deemer

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