The Screen

The big screen rolled down

Lights are gone, darkness ensued,

With sounds of anticipation.

 

Is this how it starts?

With a little bit of each?

I wonder how this will play out.

 

Maybe it’s frightful

Or maybe there’s laughter

Because that’s just how it usually is.

 

The end. Fin.

Is that really it?

But something feels off.

 

Surely there’s a sequel

Of this big screen of mine

It will once again be a surprise.

¬ twoonetwonine

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