Marilyn, My Marilyn, a poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker at Spillwords.com

Marilyn, My Marilyn

Marilyn, My Marilyn

written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker

 

I often thought that
You just needed to
Be loved and that
Love would surely
Save you from your

Thoughts, from your
Fears, from what Life
Had squeezed out of

You, but I was wrong.
For your father who
You never knew would
Someday return to you
Or so you thought, but

Life is not as simple as
That as you now found
Out and it was just too

Painful to take and you
Opted out. We were not
Of the same age at all
You and I. For you were
Thirty years my senior;

Yet I’ve always felt your
Sadness, that deep dark
Void, which contributed

To a maudlin madness,
Which you could never
Quite avoid with alcohol
And barbiturates, which
Cemented your femme

Fatale status in the stars
Twinkling like your eyes as
The show draws to a close

Dearest Marilyn Monroe.

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