“You are a 1940s Movie” by Barry Brown


You are a 1940s movie
when God played Spencer Tracy
and saw you smoothing your silk stocking
as your legs hung over the editor's desk

and then he took you to a ball game
where you rooted for the sacred Giants
and the children of the world

and while the crowd roared and cheered at balls and strikes
the sun poured its golden blood on your wide brimmed hat
and no one saw the game but you

but you and the holy spirit
of Spencer Tracy