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for this reel
she grasps the reins i wear the wedding dress
whips are for correction
i know over her knee the revolution begins between yes and no
among others on blocky chairs
the film bears no sound
the film is about two women playing dress/down
the film frames one woman drawing with charcoal on her partner’s skin
the film is held together by editing tape
the film’s illustrated woman dances for her partner
the film is shot in paris occupied by the nazis
the film is made with horrible stock
the film could not feature men
the film is badly illuminated
the film is about women in a city with/out men
light stutters thru
put your arms over your head keep your eyes down keep your eyes down
now look yes look at me your eyes with your eyes
i tell you look at me
she enters the frame
black/white inside the used sedan picked up by a middle-aged divorcee hitching to woodstock ny (ca. 1969)
flowerchild
who leaned toward that first kiss
drive she sd no one will see
another loop
these two girls in a coffin
yes a coffin floating in a swimming pool
fucking each other the smiles the shaky hands
the camera rock steady straight on
the set floodlit
the fat guy in shades narrates to get it up
Poems on this page © Richard Lopez 2005-2006
Richard Lopez lives with his wife and son in northern ca. poems have appeared and/or are forthcoming in shampoo, can we have our ball back, fhole and black bird. a chapbook was published in 2003. he writes about poetry and movies at his blog and invites you to watch a few really bad movies where the films might stink but the air will never smell like burnt popcorn.
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