The Movies

The old fear always follows you into the new life. Who will I be?
Then, paradise takes the old fear back like something lost in light
of all the fear again.

Or

Sometimes movies can see what’s invisible.
Dr. Frankenstein kept his new life from slipping around a spiral
threading science and then darkening down into the village. And rising from the middle
of those wavy white bolts he cooked up – rising from those electric
cords that passed back and forth like early television in the air
of his wavy life-after-death lab – rising from the final shock it took
to make the monster black and white – was ancient love.

Love made the air visible – made it
so those bolts didn’t escape the poles that made them current.
And burn up the place.