Saturnalia Matinee Poem by Michael Pruchnicki
Saturnalia Matinee
The moviehouse was filled to the rafters
on most Saturday afternoons with kids
yelling and running up the aisles
A western was usually unreeling
on the screen so that gunfire
and thundering hooves
syncopated to the music
generated holiday madness
Herds of kids burst out the doors
satiated by hours of screenplay
and rough housing and catcalling -
a kid's saturnalia and revelry
no school tomorrow either!
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