Unreal truth.
In the dark hall
Patron gathered, paying for the seat they’d fit into
The celluloid rolls beaming light in action
Frame by frame the cast comes to life
Amusing the audience
Melodramatic freeze scene
“they are dark comedy”.
Lyrical truth, the line swayed by the stars
Songs of the frequency’s favorite
Entertaining the hours I decided to waste
Fact packed fantasy
Elevating emotions wounded by the dialogue
The triangle enjoined by the lines
So real to hurt one heart
Still recovering the six feet wound
Cut by the celluloid
The songs so tormenting
Every note sweetly piercing
The sweet vessel deep and dry
Was it worth to be a flirt with art.
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