Tuesday, February 9, 2010

film

We peer through a mechanical eye
Painting a chemical or digital image
Frame by frame
Shots structured and artistic on occasion
Short or long collected to collage into captivating and entertaining stories
We all gather and sit in the dark
Images coax our minds out of our chairs
Into stories travel and surround ourselves
Films and movies are our soap boxes for our imaginations, our passions, our pain,
On these celluloid painted stains
Scenes play out effort not shown
6 weeks straight
3 months prep
12hr shift minimum my beard now grown
All to climax to red carpet showcase
Search lights guide millions into stadium seating
Seats and floors aren’t clean but we don’t mind
Because most of us never make it to Hollywood
So instead we suspend belief and crowd into local theaters
Where we chew loudly and yell at the screen
Shhh!
The credits scroll maybe someday I’ll see my name

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