A Tuesday poem

The last time I watched “The Empire Strikes Back”
I was wearing pyjamas of yellow and black
And when I enjoyed Al Pacino in ‘Heat’
I was suffering badly with cramp in my feet
This weekend I sampled ‘Avengers Assemble’
And realised my fingers were starting to tremble
Last night I watched Crowe in ‘A Beautiful Mind’
After hanging a curtain and cleaning the blind

It would seem that the film titles, taken in rhyme,
Are matching an aspect of ME at that time 
So I wondered and pondered and then asked my wife:
“Am I choosing my films based on parts of my life? 
Or is it vice versa; the other way round,
and the movies are turning my lifestyle around?”
She thought for a moment then said, rather sadly,
“Honey, I need a divorce lawyer, badly.”

RC 24-5-16