so amidst the trouble that every day brought to us

an ellipse reading the names of what was to come

narrow yet open minded we took our empty seats

and the music that we never cared to understand

so before the sun was set, we dragged our packed

of where they went, or how well they were spent

carrying along we made our way to the dark stage

spending tens on tickets to make hours into minutes

so, when the trailers ran we checked our phones

left, an hour or so ago; the family chats

muted, and cameras open through airplane mode

until the credits drifted, a story told and entrapped

we left hugs; drifting our bags across the concrete