Lovely Penguin

poetry, prose and randomness

my reel

It’s been a while…nevertheless I am still writing. Here is my newest poem, one that comes from a train of thought that plays on ideas of spectatorship, reality and the concept that reality can interact with what one might have perceived as ’story-book fantasy’ through film. Hope you enjoy.

My reel
By Marie Gordon

If you could watch this reel
With me from start to end
Would you still hold my hand

Would you scoff at the plot
Or diminish the facts
Down to pitiful scrapes

How would you perceive the girl
Sputtering on this film
Like a sharp offering

And would you feel afraid
As you watched her bleed out
That one day she’d blame you

Could you love the body
You saw mutilated
By the unlikely beast

If you saw the damage
Would you carry her off
Or leave her on the screen?

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