Disclaimer: I don't own The Rocky Horror Picture Show
A/N: Here's the first batch of theatre stuff. I'd better tell you, dear reader, that the last one is rather risque and was written right after a midnight showing. What's described in the poem did indeed happen.
On Midnight Showings:
Eleven-thirty I prepare to leave the house
Dressed finely, but not costumed
And then to the theatre I am driven
Smiling, for I love the place
This world in which I truly belong
A wild masquerade
The kind cast lets virgins chicken
Though it amuses us not
Then the film begins, we sing along
Say callbacks, parody songs
We all dance the time warp again
I trip over people's feet
Sometimes a new call back I shout
This rarely catches on
Then, much too soon, it is over
I bid farewell to the others
My heart does weep when I leave
What I a fool I am!
Fans:
You're my kind of people
Though I rarely see you
If only I could know you better
Once a month is not enough
We're unconventional conventionalists
We don't fit among the conventional
So why am I trapped here?
In a dull world like this
Brads and Janets surround me
Not the people I belong with
I wish and wish to feel less alone
For once a month is not enough
Please my friends, my dear
I don't like being alone here
Fans II:
Like the Addams family who seem so odd
Yet they're really quite kind
Like a catchy song that means nothing
But it makes you smile
Why am I away from you all the time?
It's saddening, being alone
Why can't I always be at the midnight show?
I would do anything to be there forever
Rose Tint My World:
When tears fill my eyes and I want to disappear
I play the music and calm
When nothing is right and reality is pain
The characters I turn to
Though a temporary solution that won't later help
Rose tint my world for now
Saturday Night:
Tonight is one of those nights
When I enter a theater at twelve
Heart racing, lips smiling
Nothing else feels this way
Tis a night that feels like a dream
By morning it's technically over
Yet there's the ink on your hand
The stamp that replaces a ticket
And music that you danced to
Even by Monday you still sing it
The feeling wears off so slowly
Of this you are truly glad
Home:
The movies are home
They're my family
That's where I belong
Dancing theTime Warp
And singing the songs
Yet why is this home?
It's very familiar to me
The words, the jokes
This is where I can be
Whoever I wish to be!
She who plays Eddie in the local cast:
Never before have I met one like you
Our first conversation was very strange
You were in costume as the slut Janet
I a surprised member of the audience
During "Super Heroes" you sat on my lap
Since you wore only your underclothes
I should've been uncomfortable
Yet it seemed so very right
You'd seen me stare during the first song
Then you were Trixie, undressing for us
My eyes drawn to your lace-clad breast
At the memory I do blush terribly!
Please be offended not, I mean it nicely
Before then we'd only greeted each other
Greeted each other simply, before shows
Then I thought of you as kind
Now I see you're also pretty
Am I falling in love?
Perhaps something like it
I will be more honest to you than to others
Since our first conversation was so close
Your face nearly touched mine then
During the brief moment
When you were so very near
How I wish it could happen again!
After the show your arm was around me
As if I were a friend
Though the cast is like a family
Well, a family I forget names of
It's the faces I know ever so well
You I knew as Eddie, all dressed up
Now I've seen you undressed as I've seen many
Never, however, did I expect that
Nor did I expect you that close to me
Since you perform shows often
You surely thought little of it
To me, on the other hand, it meant something
It made me think ways I don't want to think
Though you're kinder than Anna ever could be
I doubt you'll think such things of me.
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