This is for anyone like myself who has ever seen the movie Natural Born Killers and to this day have not been able to get the mass murdering vixen out of their mind.
Tribute to Mallory Knox
Unable to resist her lover Pain transcends her sexuality vanquishing all suitors lured by her carnivorous flower She runs from the memory of her father Reenacting his death along the way Seeking retreat from past's pain through passion for her savior Preserved by demons, she defies times cruelty Dancing among the dead
After a few war carnages, the brain ceases to take in no more, even a ghashtly make believe film.
But I get the point.
Some readers, if they did see the film, will get a not so peaceful night sleep.
Nice going...
Georg
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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But I get the point.
Some readers, if they did see the film, will get a not so peaceful night sleep.
Nice going...
Georg