A TRIBUTE TO MARLON BRANDO


THE FIGHTING INDEPENDENT: A TRIBUTE TO MARLON BRANDO

A TRIBUTE TO MARLON BRANDO

THE FIGHTING INDEPENDENT: A TRIBUTE TO MARLON BRANDO
by Theresa Cecilia Garcia




Giant geysers erupt
sea beasts are summoned
a lone hand sunders on a cliff.

Fights on balconies
pomp and passion in the bedroom
a hankering of loose libido displayed.


Close up punches visibly pulled
film editors fake a shattered blow.
Scintillating lines of dialogue
inarticulately swinging
on chandeliers requiring dexterity.

The early confession of girls
losing their virtues for fun and decadence
longing for victorious villainy.

Hot sex precariously flooding
auras overnight,
a new Hollywood white hope emerges.

Sunlight declines and twilight deepens
rebellion looms to inward delights
openly shunning Hollywood soirees.

Lingering in a gleam of chromium
and tactile luxury
plumbing tight leather pants,
a hero crashes made of glass.
Rude, reserved and withdrawn.










Poetry by TheresaCecilia
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Written on 2006-01-27 at 09:24

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