"It's all elbows tonight!', my mind says at the sight

Not since the 90s has there been such a fight

For drink holders and the resting of arms in the dark of night

The pictures snap into view as elbows fight for the right

I suppose the fear of breath made it uneasy

For elbows to flex, bend and get lazy

The memories of a full cinema are dusty

Like a giant unscrupulous screw...

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This is my seat

From where I can feel the heat

The colours whirl and spiral

Exuding the passions and ideas of all

And the individual

I sit many ways here

travelling light years

Through fields and fears

Hoping tears clear

Comfortable and not

Alone in a crowd

I feel every sound

Hurtling to the end

Where danger transcends 

Passions and pride

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