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I soon learn
that Ms. Viv
likes to provide
ongoing commentary
scene by scene.
We watch
and I’m not sure what’s better
the truly unhinged plot
the relaxed and natural state Lyric
seems to be in by my side
or Ms. Viv yelling at the TV:
HE’S IN YOUR WALLS GIRL!
RUN!!!!
and then:
TAKE HIS ASS OUT, GIRL!
YOU BETTA USE THAT NAIL GUN. I KNOW THAT’S RIGHT.
By the end of the movie
we are all rolling with laughter
whooping and hollering
as the leading lady
shoots her stalker to death with a nail gun
and shoves his body
behind the same drywalls he was spying from.
I’m beat,
Ms. Viv says
after we calm down.
That was a wild ride.
I gotta take myself to bed now.
OK, Grammy,
Lyric says
