Double Feature

I’m your low-budget
flick. You, there,
sitting in your cushion-
covered metal chair,
sucking on ice cubes
& corn kernels,
anticipating my end.
You, there, didn’t realize
I’ll live forever,
even when I’m dead.

For today's prompt, write a B-movie poem. Our family has a tradition of watching a B-movie every Saturday night. Some of them are kind of funny, some of them are so bad they're good, and some of them are just torture (until I inevitably fall asleep from boredom). And some of them have excellent titles like The Tingler, Kingdom of the Spiders, Teenagers From Outer Space, and The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-up Zombies.

For the purposes of this prompt, you could write a poem inspired by an actual B-movie, or you could imagine your own.

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