Cinema Orgasmica
heaven is a downtown movie theater
on two dollars a day
its vertical neon marquee
a cinephile pest strip
drawing movie house phantoms
to die elegant deaths
under colored klieg lights
in the moist body cologne of the auditorium
steamed hot dogs
buttered popcorn
hang in the fog banks of
weed drifting down from the balcony
like laughs
like moans
like audio commentary
black momma/white momma put five
on the black hand side for us
sent us: Ashy and Afro-sheen'd
to an uptown saturday night green pastured
house of cinema repute
that serves nite train on tap
& screens master of the flying guillotine
with
in the bedroom dimness within
it's cornbread, earl & me
with abby, & carrie, claudine & coffy
testing our senses for the first time
in the dark
discerning the subtleties
on the tongue
between cherry & strawberry
& learning how true angel food
is a buttered nipple of popcorn
softening to submission between
your lips
with each rubber soled step
back from the lobby
the floor tears loud as a crypt
door pried open
on the last house on the left
on the house of the seven corpses
on the house that dripped blood
pouring libation of milk
duds and raisinettes
we call the names
trick baby—truck turner
there's hell up in harlem
get cristie love across 11oth street to her candy
tangerine mandingo According to the legend
of dolemite, buck and the preacher are downtown strutters
on the monkey hustle
working
& we digging up celluloid bones for
cleopatra jones and the casino of gold
enter the dragon & farewell uncle tom
we outta here like greased lightning
we outta here like shaft in
we outta here like bingo long
we outta here like end credits
But next weekend, let's do it again