How do you know that the
revulsion and contempt
that possessed you during the shoot
wasn't pure, undiluted jealousy: not
wanting to share Laura with the others...?
I don't. I think it was thetransparently fakeway
(while the two gray-haired factotums
were unloading roll one)
the wife walked
down the empty aisle at a stately pace,
brandishing a long-stemmed rose,
which she handed to Laura
who appeared to think it was a gift,
and not a fetish-object to add spice
to Act Two when she again disrobed...;
and not as something she was meant to hold
to contrast with her stark nakedness
when they threw a switch and the kliegs
illuminated her alone on the proscenium arch.
They wanted to throw more light on the matter.
I asked about the tacky purple backdrop.
They patronized my question by answering with shrugs.
I kept my jacket on (collar
up) and crouched in the rear
of the auditorium, gnawing
on my anger.