Film is fluid, ink, light, meter
an illusion of light that
completes the rhyme,
a gleaming that is one
right word away
from the essential one,
that one weak word
that shows up at the top
of the auto-rank,
a repetition, variation,
at 24 frames per second,
two dozen light words
away from the right one
that allows the bright, right film
to be the church, book, story, poem
of why I like to see films alone.
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