Lurkers in the shadows Corner of the eye Movement, moaning On the big screen, loud The cinema was dark One central light source One large projection screen. Art was playing, loud, P O R N O G Despite the screaming with orgasmic profanity It’s so quiet. Library quiet. Distant shuffling & whispering Amongst the shadows, lurkers. Looking, not watching… It’s a theatre with no Audience. They look up, away from the film Shows up there, “the lounge” A sign read: C O U P L E S O N L Y N O S W A R M I N G Phallic grey sweatpants with eyes wait At the bottom of the stairs, Hopeful for a date Eyes: fixated, watching, waiting Spookin’ at Creepin’ on Starin’ into Glarin’ through Goonin’ out His binoculars went up Two hands, two circles Frame his eyes He whistles at us Gesturing for attention Desperate for attention We were the attraction We were safe upstairs, in the couples lounge Uncomfortable seats, we squirmed all around We always would go Just ...
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