Matinee Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

The Empress was filled to the rafters
most Saturday afternoons with kids
yelling and running up aisles
popcorn flying!

A western usually unreeling
on the screen in black & white
gunfire and thunder of hooves
syncopated to blaring music
generated holiday madness!

Hours later a herd of kids
burst out the exits satiated
by cowboy drama on screen
and rough housing and catcalling -
a juvenile saturnalia and revelry

And no school tomorrow!