Red Dot Film
March 4, 2012 § 4 Comments
Our story begins at the North Pole.
A red dot arrives. We zoom up a hill.
Eskimos see the dot and point to it.
Their heads all turn at once–the dogs’ too.
The dot lifts a Cessna.
It makes flight strong.
It pushes Chaplin into a fold-up bed.
In a tin shack, it fills wrestlers with force.
The red dot takes on a disastrous aspect.
It makes a girl throw a boy away.
It makes snow blow into an air force tracking station.
Soldiers grab their guns and shoot at it.
It smothers New York.
It covers the graves.
It emanates klutz music from my past.
It makes my dreams weep into the frame.
There are titles and songs.
The Eskimos laugh.
What is happening tomorrow?
Our story ends. “The End.”
Copyright 2012 by Jacqueline Austin. All rights reserved.