late on Monday or Tuesday nights
when not crowded with people
but crowded with ghosts.
I sneak in a whiskey tipple
and bask in the glow of the screen,
and miss the whirl of the old school projectors
now that digital has taken over.
I still save the ticket stubs,
put them in a drawer in the kitchen
or use them as bookmarks
that will be traces of my history someday.
I love the trailers
and the opening credits
especially when the lights dim low
and I dive into a new world.