Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Starfuckers

                                                                      They age just like the rest of us
                                                                     but are doomed
                                                                                       to watch the reruns 
                                                                     in their own minds
                                                           In one single
                           solitary
                                                           daydream
                                                           A perpetual
                                                           eternal
                                                           Starfuck
                        Their world is a movie theater
                                     where they can replay the pretty parts
     while the rest winds up on the cutting room floor
Discarded
Their dreams are made of celluloid
Their fame fleeting

2 comments:

  1. All narcs I know are obsessed with movies - those movies with heroes and heroines that all the other characters adore, love, worship, idolize, respect and/or fear.

    And all they end up with are those movies on perpetual rerun, with them in the spotlight, in their minds. Great poem.

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  2. Perfect poem for my NGC, a legend in his own mind. One fleeting success (graphic novel) where he grabbed the tail of the rising star which is my cousin's art and he relives it daily for anyone who'll listen.

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