Saturday, November 15, 2008

poem of cinema


Hey my best of friends, here is a poem I wrote while watching the film "Synecdoche New York" at Dobie mall tonight. And I can say, go see the flick. I guarantee, you'll love it or you'll hate it, but you will talk about it to all your film friends afterward, and that is something worth saying.



kicking

the door

felt

good


he knew

he was

alive

then


his

hair fell

out

in clumps

1 comment:

Mike said...

I found it bewildering, beautiful, crushingly sad, darkly funny, maddeningly discursive, but never less than brilliant. Probably the best movie I've seen this year, but then there's so much I've missed!