cruel intentions

let to wander

the aisles of a blockbuster video

a rush of empowerment

stealing glances at racy posters

entranced by the mystery

of sarah michelle gellar

the what-do-i-feel 

for ryan phillipe

 

it's hard to choose

a movie 

based on nothing

hard to process boundaries

of genre

hard to imagine watching a film

while reading a translation

hard not to want to laugh

to be thrilled

 

the only truth is

a jumble of junior mints

and movie butter microwave popcorn

could rescue any film

from impatience

and hormones

 

lost in the carpet desert

malaise of blue and white fatigue

a choice is made

something my brother has already seen

he will explain everything

before it happens



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