ANOTHER D-MN MOVIE POEM
DONT LIKE EM
CLICK OFF
ALL I THINK ABOUT IS MOVIES
LOVE MOVIES
USED TO BE A POET WOULD SEE A FLOWER
AND WRITE A POEM ABOUT IT
GUESS MOVIES ARE MY FLOWERS
WHO CARES RIGHT
JUST ANOTHER GO--AMNED BLOG
ANYWAY
POEM
THE OLD MAN AND THE BC
WE WERE AT THE MOVIES
ME AND MY BOYS
IT WAS 10000 BC
NOT AS MANY MASTODONS OR SABRETOOTHS
AS WE WOULDVE LIKED
BUT MOVIE MADE SENSE
THOUGHT THE PYRAMID THING WAS NEAT
IT WAS YOUR USUAL HERO MOVIE
ABOUT ONE MAN AND THE WOMAN HE LOVES
SHE IS KIDNAPPED AND MUCH WORSE
HE SAVES HER
THE MOVIE ENDED
I ALWAYS STAY TILL THE CREDITS FINISH ROLLING
AND THE LIGHTS COME UP
DURING THIS TIME I LET MY BOYS RUN AROUND THE THEATRE
UP THE STEPS TO THE TOP
DOWN TO THE BOTTOM UNDER THE SCREEN
I SEE A MAN DOWN A FEW ROWS IN FRONT OF ME
HE IS ALONE
LIGHT BLUE MEMBERS ONLY JACKET
CAUCASIAN
SPECTACLES
WHITE AND GREY HAIR
THIN ON TOP
SIXTIES
HE IS CRYING
WIPING AT HIS EYES
THE MOVIE GOT TO HIM
I CAN RELATE TO THIS
HAVE A HARD TIME KEEPING IT TOGETHER
DURING EXTREME MAKEOVER HOME EDITION
WITH TY PENNINGTON AND CREW
IN THE MOVIE AS USUAL
THE HERO HAS FOUGHT ALL ODDS
FOR ONE WOMAN
IS THIS WHAT GOT TO THE OLD MAN
WAS HE JUST AN OLD SOFTIE
OR DID THE MOVIE REMIND HIM OF HIS WIFE
WHERE WAS SHE
WAS SHE NOT ONE FOR SILLY ACTION MOVIES
OR WAS IT FAR WORSE THAN THAT
WAS SHE GONE
HAD HE SPENT HIS LIFE
LIKE THE HERO
IN THE SERVICE OF A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
AND WERE THE TEARS
A TRIBUTE TO HER MEMORY
WERE ALL GONNA BE THERE ONE DAY
OLD AND ALONE
SHEDDING A FEW TEARS
FOR SIXTY YEARS WORTH OF REASONS
IN AN EMPTY MOVIE THEATRE
I WANTED TO KNOW EXACTLY WHY HE WAS CRYING
BUT I GUESS I ALREADY KNOW
OR WILL ONE DAY
I TIPPED MY HEAD UP
AND WATCHED MY BOYS RUN THROUGH THE ROWS OF SEATS
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