fell in love with a screen actress

fell in love with a screen actress

A Poem by delapruch
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he fell in love with a screen actress---

wasn’t when he was younger,

when horny lads will be horny lads,

when f*****g anyone who walks is the

24/7, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year,

obligatory

occupation

(thanks to the hormonal directive) &

when it happened,

he was in a relationship

that up until then,

they’d both agree that it was rolling

steady.

 

she had told him, as all do in the

f**k-like-bunnies beginning,

that she wasn’t jealous,

that she didn’t get that way &

that she assumed the same of him---

so all was fine & dandy until they went to

that first film that featured

her.

 

she goes without a name,

she’s featured on every magazine when she’s the

it-girl &

she smiles with that airbrushed perfection

that only a screen actress can,

whenever the camera is on her,

she’s absolute

fantasy

fiction.

 

and it begins with a few mentions of her next

picture,

wondering when it will be out &

insisting that the two of them go to see it,

but all this culminates in what

said significant other has become to identify as an

obsession.

 

now, whether or not she’s right,

what matters is that it begins to affect her &

suddenly, she finds herself checking out the magazine

covers on her own time,

analyzing what it is that makes said actress tick,

when the sex begins to slide in her own

relationship,

for as the fire dwindles,

as the routine of life everyday with the same man in monogamy

sets in,

she too, is getting bored---

so she wonders if she starts to style herself upon this actress,

if she can get the fire back.

© 2013 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..

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