The Silver Screen that Saved My Life

When I ws alone,

There was a silver screen.

 

With flashing faces,

And wondrous places.

 

A smiling man and lady,

And a criminal who acted very shady.

 

They fought their woes,

In those wild shows.

 

Of airport runs,

Or rowdy nuns.

 

And long deep kisses,

For the love he misses.

 

Tales of pirate ships,

And the darkness of an eclipse.

 

Each one of them a blip,

On that silver screen.

This poem is about: 
Me

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