Here's a poem submitted last year from Kevin Eno that we never got around to putting up. Did you think we were going to post really old stuff first then post more modern stuff? So did we. But Kevin kept bugging us, so here's his freakin' poem. (Just kidding, Kevin. We like it a lot. Seriously. -KV)
Horror Movies
by Kevin Eno
The fake blood shouldn't scare you
Not half as much
As what they put on your
Ten-dollar tub of popped corn
Or how much you paid
To get into the multi-plex
Theatre built on an ancient
Burial ground
Or the parents
Who came to the
Ten o'clock show with their
Three year old son
And newborn baby
Or the fact that
The kid who tore your ticket
Didn't graduate high school
Or what was in
The hotdog
You just ate
What should really scare you
Is how much
You can relate
K E V I N E N O
3 comments:
It used to be a good poem.
/sarcasm
Very cool idea, Kevin. I like it a lot.
I concur. Whatever "concur" means.
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