Watched a first-run movie
From the
comfort of my couch,
An experience
to which
So many folks
could likely vouch.
You can’t
beat the convenience
And the
snacks my kitchen holds,
Plus the
fact that I can pause things,
Even as the
plot unfolds.
There’s no
outerwear to deal with
And no bus
or cab or train
And it doesn’t
matter if, outside,
There’s cold
or snow or rain.
Yet I kind
of miss the theaters
Crammed with
fellow movie buffs,
Though, at times,
your seatmates seemed like
Slobs or
boors or lowlife scruffs.
Yes, I know
I can return to
Those few
theaters that exist,
But when
Netflix has a current film,
It’s too
hard to resist.
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