by Robert Coles
When you enter your heart beats;
you hesitate but feel the need.
Through a black velvet drape
you stumble, make sure
you don’t trip over someone’s feet.
The screen flickers down the aisle
As you sit, something gets up to move.
watching blurred bodies moan,
but you don’t speak—
silent as the seats that surround you.
Robert Coles has published over sixty-five poems in numerous literary journals. In 2015 his chapbook Remember Them placed as a finalist in the Blue Light Press poetry contest. His most recent poem “Bully” is forthcoming in Mudfish 2016.