The Professor
Every few weeks when he has an afternoon off
and she is working, he
sneaks to the movie theatre and watches something
terrible. He goes to the
theatre downtown, the ugly one.
They've never been there together, they
always go to the indie theatre in the village
and watch movies whose
characters feel deeply or don't.
He used to go to the dollar theatre near the
campus, but he thought he saw her there, once,
in the lobby, buying
popcorn.
C.L. Bledsoe
Posted over on Poetry Midwest
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