Marquee  (de Sade)

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A Hollywood cliché,
that trip from a tattered
loveseat in a clapboard
house in a tiny ass town,
to a casting couch
in a nondescript room
in some high falutin
sounding address in LA,
where the wet dreams
of well dressed demons
drown the dry dreams
of angels gussied
up on the cheap .
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Upon the scent of prey,
wool suits morph
on bloated bodies
into the fur of wolves,
as quick as threadbare
sheets , hot and bloody ,
changed in a motel room
rented for thirty bucks
an hour. The old-timers
like to say that show biz
big shots don’t make
movies like they used to,
but apparently they still do.
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