the black heart of the cinema
the villains victorious
the bad guys won
and all i can do
is watch the little punks
who threw a bottle of soda
at me and my wife
run out of the theater
unscathed
while my helpless heroine
cleans sticky goo off of her jacket
and the credits roll
on this disaster film
of an afternoon.
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Poem of the Day 10.10.25
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