What a week of un-timely demise and departure.
Miasma sweeps the Globe.
Even my home lay in the swath of it’s scythe.
(Sad tidings to tell later.)
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With hesitancy I comment on the David Carradine bizness.
What rough wages for sin.
Ignoble.
Embarrassing as all get out.
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Remind me of some other folks – who went - leaving one last image to rock preconception of their natures.
Even art ain’t the same – once you know how they died.
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Tennessee Williams was a great writer, so I am told.
Wrote many wonderful plays.
Considered by many to be one of the best in this century from our country.
Years self medicating.
Unscrewed a nasal cap with his teeth.
Forgot.
Swallowed. Choked.
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William Holden, hugely successful talented actor - fell down an oblivious drunk.
Smashed through a glass table.
Bled out.
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Silent screen star Lupe Velez – a beautiful and highly sexy woman – decided to end her life.
Talkies finished her career.
She”d had everyone in Hollywood.
Wanted to go out gorgeous.
Staged like a Metro set.
Roses strewn on carpet and comforter.
Dressed to die for – she took her poison – then laid down in deep fragrance.
Upchuck :
Sped to lavvy when so many pills made her vomit.
Found head in toilet.
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Mr Carradine’s last photo leaves an indelible print - even in those who never seen it.
Working title “Stretch”.
Now matter how you figure – it was foul play.
I can’t judge - just don’t make me watch.
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Heartfelt sympathy to the survivors – who have to endure aftermath.
And to accidental strangers - who discover each tragic tableau - living to regret it.
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Watch what you do – for your family’s sake.
Jesus, Mary and Joey.
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Personal things should always be private.
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Take care out there.
Love,
LuRain
x
-lp(c)09-
Am too old to do it.