Poetry? More like NOetry! (that was a terrible joke)

You walked in

The theater was half-full

Each open seat shouted your name

You didn’t know which one to choose

You’ve never known.

When you sat down

You noticed something

Your popcorn smelled like familiarity

You had seen this film before

It was like your own personal version of The Truman Show

Bang! Truths began to hit you one after the other

As you watched

You reflected

You thought back to moments

That you’d thought were made from pure authenticity

Except now you saw that you were wrong

Your days were planned already

All the people you knew were the actors

All the places you’ve been were the sets

And all of the things you regret not doing

Were the deleted scenes

When the final credits had ended

You sat for a moment

You felt your blue heart begin to tear

As you exited once again.