Featured Attraction

Featured Attraction prose poem

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Somebody lights a match in the theater
the sulfurous odor falls
in the gap between the curtain’s opening
and the film begins

I look around for Satan
prepared to at least discus a bargain
decide maybe it’s just a curmudgeon
who can’t stand the popcorn stink

the movie begins without sound
there’s shouting for almost a minute
then silence with just dim lights
and the chairs’ worn upholstered atmosphere

the only other person in my row
is a woman in a tanktop
younger than me
her breasts hung low on her torso

she moves her feet like she’s kneading dough
maybe sending out
some alien Morse code
with the sticky effluvia on the floor

she sharpens and wanes as random images strobe
picking out her features
a random representation of her ages
smooth then wrinkled

dust sifts through the projector beam
swirl of recent history
lints and shed skin of those who sat before
and the ghosts of their entertainment

I catch the woman watching me
together we’ve come to the movies alone
do I feel a kinship
or is it just the weight of her eyes

she’s probably impressing her reasons
for being alone on me
unhappy with her family and lot in life
angry at a spouse who takes her for granted

the movie restarts the sound
ratcheting out of sync with the pictures
the woman and I stand simultaneously
prepared to take our loneliness elsewhere

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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A Fatal Attraction

A Fatal Attraction prose poem

I see the cluster of stars that are lit in the heart of your eyes I watch the crease of your lips curl into a wicked smile and I know then that in that moment we are drawn to each