Hollywood

A little edgy...a little tragic...hopefully entertaining...

 

 

Glitter dusted souls

find solace in repetition,

veins dripping

with sex, drugs, glamour,

 

they tell us to “rock on”,

and we watch the night

until the moon turns red

before we make any promises.

 

Black shadow priests

in white linen sheets,

sucking dry our puppet hearts

until words are born

that bleed like too ripe

pomegranates, staining

lips that pout

for the snap of a camera,

while behind these lined eyes

a darkness resides,

a nightmare that plays

like 8 millimeter tape

looping, looping,

constantly

looping…

Author's Note

Time spent in Hollywood has an effect on even the most mild of souls...

Reviews

[Pink Poison]

This is great. It brings to mind all that is wrong with Hollywood and its message of sex, drugs, and rock n roll. I like your last lines best:

"while behind these lined eyes
a darkness resides,
a nightmare that plays
like 8 millimeter tape
looping, looping,
constantly
looping"

It reminds me of the Pet Shop Boy's song "Absolutely Fabulous". Give it a listen, if you can. Love the poem, by the way. I got off track...sorry ;)

[Gandré]

I remember this one. Hmm even this world of glamour and drama you can paint with wondrous colors.....

[bluessadmood]

I see well you do not like holly wood ,with all the sex drugs and glamor,they are like priests in white pretty sheets,sucking our puppet hearts,and what wonderful words ,behind those eyes darkness like nightmares rolling on tape,looping ,and looping ,wonderful words ,great images,i have read a lot about holly wood who great stars have never made it there only after everything taken from her ,heart soul and made a sex toy to all from director going down all the way,really heart sickening,still i liked this a lot...

[S.J.Floreen]

Oh, this is creepy. I don't think I ever want to go to hollywood.

[vindictivesunshine]

Mind blowing!.... i was blind by the lights, the imagery, the perfectly positioned words. The final stanza had me by the spine, shooting chills with every letter. Another great write.

[R J Askew]

The title drew me to this...the word 'Hollywood' seems almost entirely negative now, every association with the word is, at least for me, now tainted in some way. And yet, and yet... it pulled me into your poem. Is it the promise of something a little dangerous beneathe the glitter, in the veins of the place? And as you say, drugs n darkness be there. Can hear the tape clicking as it goes round and round...like a failed dream. Poem is tight with a light touch, a little stab here a little stab there, nothing to outrageous. Good stuff.

[Kia]

wow....i liked this piece..it made me feel as if i was there....like i had moved to Hollywood to pursue my dreams, only to be faced with reality...

[Adrian K. Smith]

I have never been to Hollywood, but this piece leaves me to think that Hollywood has been to me. In my younger days, this was the dream, the goal, the living nightmare as the Sun would go down and I would wake. It made me smile, a weary smile, but a true smile, as it took me back to my youth.

[Scott H.]

I like this piece a lot. It really conveys that "Hollywood mystique" well. The descriptions of the last stanza really do a good job of portraying the darker side of fame, the "vampirocity"