May 04
poem 0 comments challenge: Senses
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Post-Endgame Feelings (no spoilers)

I'd just seen Endgame.
My world was a blur.
I stepped out of the theater
A little unsure.

I stood there, quietly.
Feeling loved and betrayed.
Never has a movie
like this one been made.

The popcorn smell lingered,
In the cold, humid air.
I see fans alike crying.
Walking 'round, here and there.

I hear Kelly, "Let's go,
We'll cry the ride back."
Meanwhile Sam's more concerned
if we can please stop for snacks.

A tear rolls down,
Though this isn't the end.
I love you, dear Marvel.
I love you 3,000.