Watching a French Film in a Dublin Cinema, Twelve Years Ago

Our illuminated faces

two hundred moons

the film was French

subtitled

everyone was laughing

a little too long

don’t get me wrong

it was funny

a little

but

not near as funny as the moon faces seemed to think

 

maybe it was me

maybe I just needed to lighten up

relax

let myself enjoy it

I waited for the next wave

felt the swell of it

watched something mildly funny

laughed as long and as hard as the rest of them

and, just like that

I was an asshole