Monday, February 2, 2015

Think about it, only backwards


Not holding my breath,
because I know much better
than to fool myself

For you my darling
life is not just mass & hull,
but for me it is___

Except for when the
bark is stripped away & the
roots do scream: murder.




(I keep posting bits from the film Gilda, & if you've never seen it___ you must! It's the film that officially set Rita Hayworth's career as a film goddess. Not to mention the director must have studied Hitchcock as if he were God. Amazing film, absolutely amazing.)

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