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Popcorn Machine

from The Truth Doesn't Live Here by Trauma Cat

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I post up by the popcorn machine, watching all the patrons take their seats. I’ve already seen this movie. Now I’m here to bootleg the best scenes. When on her way in, could it be? My future bride-to-be, casually? And what was she, but beautiful in every single way? And what was I, but skeptical of all she had to say? Oh, what a paradise it seems to me, to find this ideal mate. But studies show we stake our bliss on merging funds to procreate. Rip my ticket up and find me, cowering behind the old standees. Convinced that in due time we’ll all be copies of copies of copies. I check the sole of my shoe for a butterfly. And ask myself if my truth is my double’s lie. ’Cause what is he, but useful to replace me when I die? ’Cause all my friends, they tell me I look just like this guy and that guy. I rest my case: It doesn’t matter as to whom or how or why. The only certainty, I think, is “if”—and anyway, goodnight. (Let’s all go to the lobby. Let’s all go to the lobby. Let’s all go to the lobby to get ourselves.) Let’s all go to the lobby. Let’s all go to the lobby. Let’s all go to the lobby to get ourselves.

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from The Truth Doesn't Live Here, released October 7, 2022

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