09.08.03 - 6:12 p.m.

there is a sweetness, a certain satisfaction in
walking through theater double doors past an
usherstand unchecked to girls selling popcorn
who motion to you with index fingers in a spiral
to twirl and when you comply, when your
baby blue taffeta and organza flocked with
tiny white flowers swishes open around you like
an umbrella and they oooh, clap grinning
it doesnt feel like youre stricken with a summer cold anymore.