into our seats at the movie
theater.
it's forty dollars
later, but we're
excited to be out
and about
to the big screen show.
we have
pop corn
and soda
in hand as we awkwardly
remove
our coats and hats,
our scarves
and get settled in.
we're on the aisle seats,
the number nine
seat and
number ten. row G.
the place goes dim
as the previews
begin
and then more people arrive.
excuse me,
excuse me they say, pardon
us,
as they squeeze by.
we have to stand up,
and do it
all over again
then again.
someone begins to cough
and talk on
their phone.
a woman in the middle has
to suddenly go to
the bathroom.
a pregnant
woman
is having bigger issues
as she holds her belly
and climbs
over the rows,
the man behind me has
enormous boots
that keep kicking my chair.
i notice
that it smell like ammonia
and cabbage
in here. then
someone from the balcony
screams fire.
next time i think we'll wait
for Netflix.
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