Sunday, November 15, 2009

Marilyn Monroe never died.

They pretended to be stars-
eased their way into life
through lenses and
mediocre scripts they'd never have the means to produce.

It didn't matter.

They stumbled
over move after move
imagining we were watching-
waiting to criticize
or applaud.

Some of them acted as though
every move could make or break them.
Others didn't give a damn,
as long as someone was watching.

But none of us knew where to look.

How could we have been so unaware-
those of us who thought that the best moments were candid
and the greatest scenes unrehearsed?

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