Selective Mirage

I want us to sit on the sofa with popcorn
salt on our lips watching a foreign film
with subtitles, arms and legs all a-tangle,
hands rubbing thighs, contentment on our faces –
you know, like those commercials on TV
where all the couples are perfectly
in sync gazing with adoration into each others eyes.

But I don’t like popcorn and you can’t sit still
and all those TV couples are only figments
in the minds of pampered old white men looking
down from their castles in the sky.

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