Bad Film

To falsify time
Where bad movies are good
Shot with the same enthusiasm
As a masterpiece
Or maybe just a hope
That one day
Time is kind
Grain is dispersed in a beautiful array
Displaying every blossom
Of red blue green
As the centerpiece of eternal spring
A marriage of vertical and horizontal
Leaving nothing to the imagination
Everything off set
Has already been cleaned up
Swept away
With tokens of appreciation
Left on resumes
As credits roll
Careers are born
Peaked
Descended
Ended
A story rarely revisited
Except on cable