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Silver Screen
Silver Screen
(mise en scene)
David J Walker
Remembering
Sending pulses of past light
Flash-light fast
Flash-low slow
as a single frame
millisecond in
forever mode
I loafe about in older eyes
I fall forward reaching back
Pretending innocents
Pleading ignorance
Pledging fidelity to a time
Trapped in Black & White
Displayed in plain sight
On a silver screen’s
mise en scène
I return each night
For free
(the manager waves the fee)
As the lone patron
With the usher's blessing
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