Flickering light moves, carrying a flood of hopes and expectation. Crunchy exaltation punctuating with salt the sweetness of each moment, a lift and carry of magic in an age if logic, the last bastion of suspended disbelief. Sit. Dive into new lives. Cry for the lost, sing laughter in gales of spun narrative that float through darkened air on light stretching overhead, stealing away reality and blending the flavor of reality with borrowed desires. Willing indulgences swallowed as treats for minds wandering into impossible hungers never before sated, heretofore unknown. #irispad #crunchy #popcorn #cinema #shaknado #movies #treats #screen #poem #poet #poetry #writer #writing (at Regal Fox Run Stadium 15)