"Even Though I Hate the Movie" by Mattie K. Lagan

On PCH
somewhere
Malibu—
going north not
quite yet at
Point Dume,
two biker boys,
not quite men,
stopped at
a red light.

Underneath hiero-
glyphic hand signs
a single red rose
in hand
outstretched.
Electricity wrinkled
between them,
All-American
rose received,
ugly-beautiful
bag scene.

This scene
was recalled to me
like a home-movie
dancing on the TV.

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Mattie K. Lagan called us from Seattle, WA.

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