Ghosts in the theater

by on October 11, 2011 :: 0 comments

There is a whisper in the auditorium,

Fair voices of ancient beings
Long ravaged by the decay of time.

And they’re singing.

Singing sad songs of living and being
And being without living,

Strong horrors of the human psyche,
Studded with fear and crippling anxiety.
Dreams without the harbor of hope,
And the foundation of imagination.

Sonnets of faint recitals echoing of the walls
From a forgotten time.

editors note:

All the movies shown in the dark, filling the voices of these ghosts with much more to sing. When the projector shuts off, the stories keep going. Scary! – mh

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