on my silver screen
a muted trumpet plays
at one frame per hour
perfect lighting
shows how dark it really is
it is not a big deal
most of us are only extras
walk from here to there
don't drag any attention to yourself
it is easy to believe that life is a movie
but from the back row
i understand
that this show is nothing spectacular
it is only life
and life happens all the time
i hate trumpets
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