Lights.Camera.Action.

"Welcome ladies, and gents,
To a show of epic proportions",
in a hollow,
Echoed voice of dignity
"In this once only showing
Of,
'Crazy not so loopy'
As I witness you,
Witnessing the show"

And,
As the lights dim
To set
A soft, reddish ambient
Glow,
And, the dull roar
Of an obnoxious audience
Dies off to an
Uncomfortable silence...
Not even a peep,
From that
Pesky damned
Cricket.
As I sit restless
Within this
Plush, red cushioned seat
Of unusual comfort
For just a modest movie theater.
"Nice upgrade",
As the cushion
Molds to my ass,
I sit in comfy respite.
Ambience of the room set;
Not a sound.
Until the squeek
Of a pullie (starved of lube)
Cuts an echo into the silence...
From
Front and center,
The two,
Deep red velvet
Curtains part.
(Not so gracefully)
Standing massive and white,
A projector screen...
Yet,
Nothing flickering
Upon the massive screen.
No sound.
An eerily intoxicating silence.
Unease sets in.
In frustration and impatience,
I stand to leave.
(this movie sucks anyways)
And my stomach,
Tethered to my heart,
Tethered to my sanity,
Falls through my
"Exit only"
As my eyes
Connect with the stage...

Perched upon a
Plush red cushioned seat,
Wrists taped to
The arm rests,
And Head;
Shoulder deep
Inside a cloth sack..
Interest piqued within me...
One foot...before the other...
Step be step,
I stroll to the stage.
The Intense draw
Of curiosity
Like a moth to the flame.
Up four wooden steps
(Creaking of loose nails)
At the far edge
Of an old rickety structure,
I walk.
Slowly to the center
Of the stage.
"That dude is wearing my shoes..."
Inexplicable unease...
As my decorated
Left arm,
Adorned of hours of tattoo,
Reaches out before me,
I grab a hand full
Of scarlet hood..
And,
As I feel the hood,
Being (not so delicately)
Pulled from my head,
A profound feeling of,
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
As my eyes adjust
To the dim, red light,
I see many blank,
Faces aglow, staring at me.
Intense feeling of
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!"