Another poem from today's Creative Writing class.

Ignorance

My breaks are my time,
me and a book
me and my music
me and a chai.
I prop up two plastic chairs,
one to sit on, one for my feet,
and dive into a good book,
focus with practiced intent
on a soppy romance or
true tales of sordid crimes.
I though I looked forward to this,
to a trashy novel and
some bubblegum pop.
But I was wrong.
I'm a snob, see - I don't
love my books in short ravenous bursts,
or use my headphones as an effective shield.
You get it, don't you?
That I really want your attention,
that I walked past your crowded table
and sat alone because
I need you.
You understand, I know you do,
because you interrupted me and
dragged away my headphones,
and told me this much more fascinating story about
your spoiled kid and her irritating
cell phone.

Oscarwatch: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

First off, I made a crack the other day about how I really hope this movie wouldn't be in 3D, which would just be profoundly creepy.

Then I found out tonight that "Titanic" is going to be rereleased in 3D.

... yeah, I got nothing.

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( Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close )