"Midnight Matinee"
By Sammy
Used to love those Friday night visits to the video store. Poster boards propping the walls in neon prestige. “Dawn of the Dead” and “Salem’s Lot” on the screens as i perused the aisle for Horror - “Beyond The Sea”. “Mom, i wanna see that!”
My midnight matinees.The horror fan in me, transformer blanket forged as a fort sprawled out on the floor in front of the screen, to protect me from the dark and all thoughts in between while kernels' popping off secrets; Orville Redenbacher “extra butter”, no regards for the eavesdroppers and harbored feelings so often becomes lost in the evening.
To be young again.
Do i romanticize the time? sure i do. Quite often, actually. Its funny how we tend to chase our apparitions...without meaning to. Y’all read my raps each week. There’s a theme that moves past the schemes into a peek, a view, of the serenes of youth, from week to week. Tell me you dont see it too...
There’s a reason, dude. I breathe easier looking back when It wasn’t as taxing
Just your simple addition subtraction with no additional taxes yeah life was much simpler back then, i revel in past tense. Remember how ecstatic i was just stay up past ten! I never lasted. Nothing ever does. As the screen blackens, I swear I hear the National Anthem. Then….static.
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