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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