Horror Movie (Hold the Popcorn)

What would you do

If I suddenly sprouted caramel fur

And a longer lolling tongue,

My eyes smiling with crazed abandon

As we walked hand in hand

Under Luna’s bored eye,

 

Or if my teeth

Filed to gleaming points

Felt too intrusive

Through my tightly-pursed

Ruby lips

Clinging to your open neck in a

Lover’s chaste kiss?

 

How about

If you felt a few bumpy bolts

And nails holding my

Recycled flesh together

As your hands roamed

Friendly – nay, willing – territory?

 

I wonder how

You’d see me then,

The monster I could be

Lying side by side

With your dreams spun in

Moondust and sunlight.

 

Author's Note

I had a hard time thinking of an appropriate title and this is the best I could come up with for now. Any suggestions or is this good enough?

Reviews

[Mars Marie the Amateur ..]

Horror Movie is a great title.
This poem made me think about all the horror movies I've seen without so much as flinching at the violent creatures in them, and how I'd feel if perhaps all those creatures weren't fiction after all.

[Teh_Az]

I envy you deeply.

[Zatoichi]

what they said. great title

[Erin]

So brilliant. Such a vivid poem and a perfectly thought out idea, with a last line that provides such a perfect contrast to the rest of it. And I like the title :)

[Philosophile. (Maddy)]

Delicious imagery. I think the title's fine. Your lines are, as always, completely brilliant. Your talent shines through every word.