light can make
anything look like
a movie, filmed in
between laughs
with an old timey
faded camera
i hover on the movie
set, reluctant to leave
even after the lights
turn off and i'm alone
because i'm a
washed up actress
and now i'm out of a job
YOU ARE READING
i wouldn't call it poetry
Poetrybasically, this is like less than half of my poetry journal. umm... here you go UPDATE: 12/20/17 I've been going through the long process of cleaning up my account so it'll be presentable for the now multiple people at school who want to read my emb...
