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The Batman Movie (a review).
The clues part was cool, but the end of it got boring. I liked that Batman kept a journal - I like the idea of men keeping journals, because, do men have many thoughts they share? Men’s thinking seems so ephemeral.
In this Batman resurrection, Pattinson’s Bruce Wayne & Batman are Kurt-Cobain-like emo and that seemed to work. Didn’t you just want to take your hand and get his hair out of his eyes? I think guys should have hair - I like hair on guys, not buzz cuts. I liked the muscle-car Batmobile.
I liked Zoey Kravitz, she was girl power, but not in a hot girl way, she had her own motivations, she wasn’t just in danger and served up to fuel Batman.
The movie is too long though. They need to bring back movie intermissions - I’d vote for that. As usual, I drank my giant slurpee and ate ½ my popcorn before the twenty minutes of previews were finished.
It’s a three hour movie. I had to pee so bad by the time the movie was ¾ over that I was grinding on my popcorn bucket to keep it in. I finally had to make a dash for the bathroom - I was afraid I’d miss the KISS scene. Argh!
Let’s talk about Robert Pattinson, the actor, and his arch from Twilight to Batman. Of course, doesn’t every vampire turn into a bat? (joke) but it’s always Pattinson being moody, being hot, figuring himself out and the introspective man - the broody man.
Are broody men sexy? I don’t like broody men in real life - I feel that only one of us gets to be moody in a relationship - and it’s going to be me. Pattinson seems almost zany and cheeky in RL so the brood is his method act. I Like that Pattinson didn’t buff-up for the role - I think the buffed-up muscle-man as superhero perfection somehow relates to capitalism. Pattinson’s American accent was good.
What was missing from the movie was horniness. Batman didn’t seem HOT for Cat-girl - he just stood there for her to kiss. What’s boy-girl attraction if it’s not horniness? Where has the horniness gone in movies? Sexiness is missing from ALL the superhero movies - I guess the age demo is too young.
I give it three out of five stars
this is it I mean I often wondered
how it would be written and who
would write it would they remember
me who I was the great things
I've done or just shallow
forget me nots of things I wished
to simply forget here it goes
my only advise left to offer now
would be how important it is to love
to be loved truly is over rated
my first love I believed we married
because we were the same sign
actually eleven months three weeks
apart also our mood rings were
the same color no one told us
until years later the colors depended
solely on the temperature the weather
fascinating to base a marriage on
a never ending competition ending
in divorce or course several kids later
the good old seventies my second marriage
occurred because we were in style
I had class beauty a writer he well
he was my security body guard truly
also my driver who asked me to marry him
simply because he never felt affection
he needed a hug funny now but back then
we believed this was love something
unusual we both needed at that time
it wasn't until after awakening from my
coma broken and alone loveless finally
my third I'd married for friendship security
not physical attraction nothing as feel good
as that we were expected to be in love
why not what was there for us to lose now
except in sickness and in health catching
my breath after another stroke symptoms
of a broken heart wondering where
the hell was love now was it in an
affair I dared to have solely reaching
for affection through rose colored glasses
was it something I missed during my marriage
excursions of intermissions feelings of love
to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all
what would I say if I was here today
touch love, say love ,feel love ,live love
never ever let love go is the only emotion
ever felt used seen or touched here in heaven
Spinning throughout this carticious cyclone and tattered by its storm?!
Standing; although within tricklings from fresh wounds yet still exposed
To be cast amid this subliminal subdivisions print and dyes, second act....
Entering stage left while exiting its right as the curtains slowly lower upon
Their intermissions enterprise; downsized, these voices that attend!?
Marquee mannequins now taking notes within their paper boats of, one side
White and another side black with a moonbeam rainbow; smiling as they
Cascade across the bright lights stage towards this rusted pot of gold....
Critique and review; plastered upon the front page of tomorrow mornings news
From a quarter and a dime unto a dollar twenty-five; overnight by those whom
Truly care; sitting upon their constitutional amendment rights and tapping
Into the heart of a society amid this hierarchy of which they serve....
Dinner and cocktails at nine beyound the blue collars dividing lines
Getting the things which you give when you get what, you do not need?!
Spinning throughout this carticious cyclone and tattered by its storm; standing
Although in pouring gashes from the slashes of still exposed within these
Carvings; aside the subliminal subdivisions cast and dyes, next act; entering
Stage right without exiting stage left and get in line as the marquee mannequins
Pass out new programs with one side wet and another side dry; red rainbows
Tapping into this critical hierarchies review; an overnights amending sensations....
Invitations to the banquet of, the handicapped in blind; these, what's and why's!?
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....“Subdivisions”
Form:
sun sets early in november
while streetlights pepper busy sidewalks
and chilly winds hurl through the streets
bundled up, head on we face the gale
always keen for coffeehouse intermissions
where mugs and napkins are exchanged for money
a warm familiar welcome as we come in from the cold
the atmosphere relaxing, retro music that's enticing
a table for secluded refuge in a corner incognito
baristas giving us the eye offering to impress
with their skills: a fancy this, a fancy that
poised to whip up your heart’s desire
steaming milk for frothy lather
while the aroma of grinding coffee fills the air
and feels as soothing as a sweet caress
here time stands still on one side of the counter
the only one on speed is our pleasant
highly caffeinated talented barista
modern art hung on bare walls
yes, time stands quaintly still here
and this is where i seek my haven
where i go to hide, to read, to write
to dust the sinews of my soul
to sit where words will not aggress me
exquisite swirls of foaming cream atop
patterned with fleeting symmetry
lips approach and deface the perfection
the illusion forever shattered
time is afterall finite
as proclaims my empty cup
i linger longer in no hurry to leave
stretching this mini getaway
'relaxing' lounging and destressing
recharging my depleted batteries
soaking in the void of words
focus on what stirs below
absorbing energy in the silence
in the not speaking
in the not listening
behind the scenes reality awaits
the pause button is now released
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
When you die how many people do you think you know will go to the funeral?
When a friend or a helpful hand is hard to come by can’t understand why we just numerals.
The fingers on the hand have a plan to make the world understand its more than just numerals.
Its numero uñero catch the humor though: call it life celebration never end up at a funeral.
This fact is factual it’s natural to act on instinct to become actual.
Place the name on the dotted line blindly sign all the time instinct has become natural.
It lingers in the head like spider webs in a bed its more than just facts though.
The matter of the fact though is death is actual leave with the credit intact bro.
Nothing in life is free it’s actually an easy uphill battle constantly an impossible mission.
Everything with a price is a tease but words are free it’s easy to retain just listen.
It never stops, never quits, never sits, constant bliss, life has no breaks or intermissions.
Look around, the world that’s around belongs to you, the faces you see will always be, don’t be missing.
As you live who will celebrate and appreciate and forgive and take in what you share and give.
Offer what you have, be glad for the time we have celebrate you if you believe and care to live.
I'll match that fire.
I'll throw all this desire and allow you to inspire. Poof. Don't you want to go higher?
High above the clouds.
High above to the forever broken permanent place.
The place that was the firmament.
That broken vault in heaven.
Gather around as I nurute the soul.
Feelings are deep and emotions will take hold.
Uncloud the mind and come inside.
The mother of all has already pulled down your pride.
We are co-creating while expanding, drifting above the stars.
Winds blow steady.
Watch me, I'm ready.
Another earth is visible.
Not up in suspension.
We have finally connectioned to inerrupt all intermissions.
With gratitude and divine love.
I am open to receive I have release all my grief.
I have transform disbelief into truly loving me.
Giving me grace, its not just for heavens sake.
The worth in me is shining, even God said I'm splendid.
Magnificent.
I love this feeling oozing before me.
All haters I see, ill them be before me.
The mother woumb is healed with patience and full temperance.
The father womb is healed with power, good energy I'm not afraid to take it.
The healing of my heart is my first priority.
People from the past will not even heard of me.
Don't blink, now.
The inner me is transforming.
When Comedians Marry
Comics juggle three rings when they wed
On trampoline bed they start a circus
Keep gold bands on hand while thinking zany thoughts
The comic husband wears two condoms all the time
To find the little things in life that matter
The rubbers glow in the dark of course
With funny clown shapes and faces growing large
Expandable figurines as you might figure
There is no telling what might pop up in bed
Jokes bounce off the walls when jumping around
Sex is hard on landings
Funny partners exchange zingers all night long
Are never nude or in the raw
Wear clothes during sex to save some time
That can cause performance issues and chaffing
And applause during intermissions
He sports a hunter’s outfit with iron boots
To boost the trampoline bounce
Naturally there is a bazooka to keep things up
Fingers point in all directions while trying to score
She wears layers of winter coats, pink umbrellas, for a joke
Both swing on chandeliers with smiles
It helps them to unwind, remember lines before they mate
Comedians sometimes fake orgasms
It's not easy when you're laughing
And when married, even funnier than car crashes
A long
A lone 8 legged spider
In a lab stringing down
Oh, there's a teen age boy
An experiment____________________________going down
The spiders in the way Oh! OH! my
Bit the boy_______________________________ on the hand
Reaction sharp as the teen darts
Up the _________________________________ wall crawling
Bitten by an radioactive spider
Heighten genetically__________ altered intermissions radiation
Guess, now Peter Parker
Your now __________________________you're a wall crawler
new hero now...
guess web head we'll call you
Spider-Man
written by James Edward Lee Sr. (c)2017
damp mold smell of the earth
slaves of destruction some seven thousand strong
made into moles
tunnels miles, miles long
nine hundred each month on the
backs beaten on to win a war
miles above on the land...
darkness disrupted by dim, flickering lights
death struts unceasingly below
as above
the madness of men
staged
with no intermissions..
cries and moans struck by
sharp shouts and
drilling machines scream
excrement and urine mix
with blood and sweat
and choking dust with
bits of sliver-sharp shards
flying off
slicing into skin
layer upon layer levels of concrete
shelves manned under the hands of evil..
rockets slowly rolling into place..
menacing, sharp nosed tubes to shoot
into the heavens then
turn down and
scream towards towns..
no warning..
no hiding..
hits bursting, busting, disintegrating flesh
on what was only moments before
just a soft, sunny, average day
**approx. EIGHTY MILLION Souls Passed Away in World War II**
This decision, has to come from the top
so as I watch I pray, and pray what I watch
goes this distance these brief intermissions
are nothin but a waste and not every woman
can satisfy what I have a taste for...but sometimes
I can't help its not you its me I'm the one who gives
my heart my emotions my feelings away so freely
but still I play my position...and while it gets played
one thing constantly crosses my mind,
is she the one is this gonna be your last first date
but I know...if she doesn't share the passion for
the presence of God how could she ever understand
why for the sake of the Gospel I go hard?
I could wait for that moment to come, but I need a
woman of
virtue who understands life means nothin if its focused
on the son.
So in prayer is where I find myself even if her persona
is half past amazing, if we aren't compatible spiritually
I would never find her unless she's lost in the saviour.