Tidal Waves From Cheeks

Cinema.

Smiles.

Touching hands.

Choosing seats.

Big screen.

Curtains open
Trailers.

Titles.

Feel-good
Character
investment.
Fingers meet, too.

No-one
Outside.

A life within
Real life,
Caught
Within a screen.

Reprehensible
Character
Cursed by
Goodness.

Resonation.

He dies
After
Performing
Your flaws
In front of you.

Hiding feelings.
Thankful that
The lights are off,
And emotions on.

And the shit
Hits home
With
applause
Aplenty.
When the film ends.

You don't applaud
But wonder
If she
feels the same
As you.
Or them.

Convoluted expressions
With hands,
Mask tears
Rolling,
Like tidal waves
From cheeks

And finally
you turn to her.

And she gets up
To leave.