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Nora Mar 2017
Tightly wound,
Strung around her fingers
Tense like your muscles
When she climbs atop you

Tongue-tied and transfixed,
Tender kisses and cracking whips
The ground shakes beneath you
As your life begins to slip

She’s hollow and wicked,
But conniving and fair
In her clutch you falter
Smiling while gasping for air
so many messages to take away from Network (1976_ and yet all I can write about is Faye Dunaway's character.
Nora Mar 2017
Charming vagabond with a smile so sweet
Sweeps her suitors off their feet
With a twirl of her skirt and a flash of her thigh,
She’s climbing the ladder, wooing lovers to the skies
insp. by flaming road, of course
Nora Mar 2017
From rags to riches
With no in-between
How’s a girl to live
When true love’s yet to be seen?
insp. by the countless 30s films in which Joan Crawford goes from poor girl to rich woman
Nora Mar 2017
Five thousand miles
Wandering the desert dry
Yearning for purpose
For some venerable way to die

Grinning gal with silver dollar eyes
Head lost in endless reveries
Searching for a way out
Blonde hair rustling in the breeze

Two paths entwine
Haphazardly passing by
Sore souls searching
Answering each other’s cry

Talking for hours,
He ignores her every plea
Mere inches between them
Each one the other’s tease

Through smoke and gunfire,
She grabs him tight
He’s gunning for the end
To go gently with the night
insp. by the petrified forest (1936)
Nora Mar 2017
Two sighs and we capsize
Into shallow water beneath our thighs
Tossing, turning, tangled limbs
Your parted mouth and passionate cries
insp. by chinatown (1974)
Nora Mar 2017
It’s raining bullets,
Blood and tears
Smoke and mirrors
Dampened fears
Stale air ****** down your lungs
The dead girl’s song is left unsung
insp. by chinatown (1974)
Nora Mar 2017
It was I who dealt our hand
Not fate, as you would have it
You didn’t fix me in this chair
I sit resigned to sulk and stare
Sister, sister, won’t you listen?
Close your eyes with open ears
Please let go of these falsified fears
All this time and it was I,
Please now, listen, don’t you cry,
I was driving on that night,
Foot on gas and headlights bright,
I slammed into the metal gate
It was you who quickly ran away
Pinned for crime as I’d pinned my legs
Sister, darling, I’ve held regret
But now I’ve spoken, breathing yet
Our sorrows drowned in the ocean waves
You smile and dance as my story ends, asking
“All this time, we could have been friends?”
insp. by Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962)
Nora Mar 2017
Honeysuckle queen
Charming, stinging, so serene
Royal subject I will be
Your venomous kiss
For which I plea
insp by the eponymous movie (1955)
Nora Mar 2017
The voices in the halls
Echo cruelly on the walls,
Laughing faces distort and
Whisper but no one else can hear;

Arches stiffened to perfection
Spinning round in all directions
Violent tremors spewing forth while
Talons clutch and claw

Lose yourself in pure delusion
Don’t give into the confusion
Bleed your heart out on the stage and
Let dancing take your breath away
Insp. by Black Swan
Nora Feb 2017
Twenty years and the birth of sound
Laid your name to rest
Forgotten and forlorn,
An artifact of years past

Supernova collapsed into itself,
Swallowing time and temperament
Perpetuating the past in an
Isolated pull of gravity

Your fame is facade
Consuming, convincing
An actress in her greatest role yet
Maintaining character until the day
You’re taken away
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