The cameramen...The crowd
The cameramen...The crowd...
The lady in her shroud...
The mega hunk...The cream...
...The extrovert...A scream
That very deeply builds
Behind this silver panel...
The idiot...his slave...
...The sex behind the scene...
A caterpillar crawl
Through
Nightmares,
And pit-falls...
The canvas, and
It's rip...
...White light
Streams
Out of it...
The cameramen...The crowd...
The lady in her shroud...
The mega hunk...The cream...
...The extrovert...A scream
That very deeply builds
Beyond your dollar bills...
...The very silent crease
That rises from a sigh
When unborn souls,
Deceased,
Slip out through world's
Denied...
The buying in...The score...
The tear upon the screen...
...The secrecy...turned up!...
The cameramen, the scene...
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2017
Bunny Villaire
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