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Greasepaint and glitter and show me your thighs
encased in the finest of silks.
Tip me the wink, girl,
sashay on over,
wrap yourself around that lucky ole chair
step on the seat back,
tip it on over
run your fingers through that brassy blond wig.
Bite your cherry red lip,
pout in my direction,
flutter your eyelashes
to hide who you truly are.
(But I can see through you
I can unravel the secret inside).
You hope I don’t know you.
you think you are hidden,
but I have the list
and your name is right here.
‘Jude’ runs right through you
and it’s only a matter of time
until that old gold star
emblazons itself on your skin,
until the flames devour you
and you join the planets spangling above.
‘Til then my sweet hussy
dance for your life.
This week on dVerse Poetics, Lillian invites us to write, inspired by the words razzle, dazzle and sparkle. Hmm… this immediately took me to one of my favourite films of all time – Cabaret. I love it for the music, the clever lyrics and (this won’t be a surprise to those who know me) the period of history and where it is set, in Berlin.
The dark brooding presence of the Nazis is so well-entwined with the hedonistic feel of pre-war Berlin’s cabaret scene, it haunts me. So my idea of razzle, dazzle and sparkle is inextricably interwoven with that, I’m afraid. Hey ho – I never claimed to be anything but a dark writer, except on occasion!
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