We spent a week's worth of nights awake
at the flickering altar. It made sense to us.
What was budding was secret, and the night was made for secrets.
My dream partner, my movie dreamer, my accidental thigh brush.
We could have gotten through every movie worth watching, but we filled
our eyes with junk light instead. It was beautiful.
Gratuitous gore coated our retinas. 2AM commercials, too loud,
Pried us from the couch, brought us kneeling for the remote.
For one week I would not take his name in vain. But yours?
Oh, my God: Just one more hour watching junk light with him.
I'm prone. I'm begging for the rerun.
I'm hopeful for the needless sequel.
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