A found/blackout poem of sorts—I went through a book about film posters and underlined certain phrases, then added my own bit at the end.
It is often said that
this is the former summarizing the latter
In the former situation,
I tend to judge the relationship
right down to natural instinct
To the extent
the end of the story came into being
in a totally different light
I spoke to impulse and reaction
a stress on chronology
as if this inclination
is not a field beset by exceptions
Where do you want to go for dinner?
(13 August 2016)