This is Reverend Scott on the valve in the belly of Poseidon.
Quint in the jaws of his worst nightmare.
Jack and Rose at the Titanic’s stern.
Eowyn and the Nazgûl. Harry and Voldemort.
Bruce Willis on the asteroid careening through space.
This is the battle scene.
The climactic moment.
The death scene.
This is before the denouement.
Before the resolution.
Before the credits roll.
This is the moment that needs you.
That demands faith.
That requires courage.
And sacrifices.
So hang on tight, baby,
because it’s going to be a bumpy ride…
Yippee-Ki-Yay, Motherfucker!
Image from the film 2012. Poem ©2025 Jen Payne. NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books and zines, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.
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