Cinema

Lately he’s stopped going out to the cinema

The hallways of doors into edited dreamscapes

Big time stars their streamline dialogue jackanapes

And he, a silent part, gazing, Seat 5 Row R.

The charger cinema in his top coat pocket

Home computer cinema daze without flicker

He’s let go of too for visions closer quicker:

That high sky round and found, not reliant on socket,

Uplift of hours where sunlight colours colour,

Strangers’ faces formal and no two similar

Before opening their mouths on the next saga,

And the scene change of day, no cut or curtain call,

And with eyelid touch of night his own cinema

Of lifetime reversal dreams, his new normal.