Night At The Movies

I sit in a dark
Smokey theatre.
The worries of my life
Are absorbed by the screen
As the projector is turned on
And whiteness fills.

The screen flashes twice
Then the countdown begins.

Five frames,
And my life will become
One amongst hundreds
Of extras.
Three frames,
And I am the lead,
The supporting actor.
No frames

A montage of images
Bombard my eyes.

A blonde seductress
Places her leg on top
Of a chair,
Lifts her silk dress
Just above the knee,
And slowly but surely
Rolls down her stocking.
Inch by sultry inch
Beads of passion
Travel down my face.
Down the side of my nose
And over my upper lip.
I slide my tongue across
Tasting the saltiness.
I am satiated
By the final inch
Of stocking coming off.
Her leg is there
In all its nakedness,
And I let out
Sounds of pleasure.
Mmm...
Mmm...

"Shh,
Watch the movie!"

The next image
Is grotesque in nature.
A beast of a man appears.
A face that is bruised
And battered,
Scars and
Barely healded wounds
Cover his chest and back,
And all the time
He is chained
To a rotating disc.
While men and women,
Horrified by an ungodly thing
Throw rotten vegetables.
He looks straight at me,
And his dark eyes
Are not that of a beast,
But of a sad
Misunderstood creature.
One tear swells in his eye,
And falls out of the screen
On to me.
I am washed away
By the currents
Of a river
Of man's inhumanity.
I jump to my feet
To speak against it,
But my voice is muffled
By the river.
Only loud mumblings come out.

"Shh,
Watch the movie!"

A new,
Pleasenter scene appears.
It is of Carnival.
Everyone is dressed
In a crazy custom.
I imagine they would
Appear like a fantastic
Rainbow from above,
But who knows,
For this is black and white.
It must be way past midnight,
But there is still
More partying to do.
Grab your glass
Full with champagne,
Or some other drink
That will do the trick.
One of the men stands
To tell a joke.
I Know
I could not hear it,
But as if I did
If find myself laughing

"Shh,
Watch the movie!"

The last image
Is the strangest.
There is a man
Sitting alone in a dark
Smokey theatre.
He is staring at a screen,
But it is blank.
The man just sits
And sits
And sits
Watching nothing.
I am compelled to rise,
"Stop, Stop it!"
I scream,
But the only reply is,

"Shh,
Watch the movie!"