No Room at the Pictures

No Room at the Pictures

No room at the pictures

so we walked instead

laughing at nothing

hands warm, pockets deep

The world didn’t mind

that we had no plan

the stars came out early

and the moon looked up

We bought chips

sat on a wall

hot, salty, too many

but we ate them all

You said something daft

I nearly choked laughing

and for once

the night didn’t ask us to hurry

No room at the pictures

so we made our own scene

just two fools

under streetlights

not needing a screen