Muddy Movies


I spend a lot of time here
In this prison, in this cell
This a vital organ
This my holy hell

And visions dance before me
Projected on the wall
Some are dear sweet memories
Some never occurred at all

Those ones are the worst
The future happenstance
Stylized violence, glittery blood
Stylized lust looks like romance

These blockbusters of the cinema
Produced at a nominal fee
Only make these walls grow thicker
Only when shall I go free?

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. carefreewanderer
    Jul 20, 2011 @ 16:56:02

    Wow! I can almost hear this read out loud.Sheer music! It has this internal rhythm thing going on,fully packed with the formidable force of your words.Interesting imagery as well.Powerful stuff 🙂

    Reply

    • wordcoaster
      Jul 20, 2011 @ 18:15:25

      Thank you so much! Readers like you make me so glad to have a blog 🙂 I really appreciate your comments and your visit. Stop by anytime on your carefree wanderings!

      Reply

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