Channelling Carole Landis

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(A lone female voice whispers)

I still cry inside

Whenever I still think of you

My old love

Of us being together like The king and I

Of you waltzing me around like your only chorus girl

But I was so wrong even in those moments

When we kissed and looked deep into each other's eyes

I thought you were a gentleman at heart

I should have known it wouldn't have lasted

And we too would eventually fall apart

We once danced like wild daredevils in a new red circle

Before I went to rehearsals

My mommy once said

A star was born when I entered the world

A place where blondes are at work

And men are such careless fools in all the things

They do

What did I know when out of the blue, it happened

And I fell madly in love with you

But like Ike and Tina and what happened in Flatbush

Behind all these green and black flickering lights

It’s still like being in show business and I’m still at war with you

Always suffering as my memories are still ambushed

You used to be always on my mind

For you were once like all those dark stories and deep scandals found

In Paris

Breathtaking still as I watch you

Hidden somewhere in here

From just over this grey wall

I now feel so embarrassed

Remembering when I waited by that old door in Capri Drive

Waiting for you to call home

Looking around that well-loved room

Thinking what shall I do

But you never came back

You simply disappeared into the falling rain

Away from my lodge and refuge

My hideaway by the Pacific

You went to her

From your own valley of the dolls

I later found out from all my critics

Leaving me walking around in unrelenting pain

But giving up was once so easy to do

Now I’m sat all alone in here

Just missing you

Near a new Glendale

Hidden behind this Astral Veil

You went at eight and never came home

Never called me once on my telephone

I wish I hadn’t picked up those tablets

But it’s now too late

You’re gone

Gone right out of my life

Yeah I’m angry

Still crazy

Still sat all alone just missing you

Life was so much better when we were two

But now after waiting all these long years

I’m giving up

Going to go much deeper into these dark swirling mists

For you’re never coming home and your sweet lips

I will no longer miss or

taste

Now they are just unwanted memories

Of all those beloved places

We once used to hideaway from the watching eyes of the world

To kiss

I now realize I have replaced you

For a new place called

Everlasting Love

I once found people living there who looked fine

Met a few good looking guys

Did what I had to do

Made false promises

Told plenty of lies to get what I wanted

You might never be coming home

I know that now

It’s ok if you are watching and listening

I’ll stop crying in time

For time in here just flies whatever you do

Maybe I’ll see you again

Maybe I won’t

Maybe I should have waited lived and enjoyed my wonderful life

The one that God to us all freely gives

But what the hell

Enjoy your dam life

Lost somewhere

In here

I now wake up screaming

Like Vicky Lynn

But I now know deep down

That’s the price we’ll all pay

For living lost in mortal and sexual sin

Now I'm just like a Jill McGann

Following Gods secret commands

Pray for me

My family

Old friends and viewers

For I'm going to find a new home

In this dark mist

To finally reach and kneel before him 

The Almighty

To be anointed as I kiss his hands

I know I'll live forever

For my name is embedded with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame

At Seventeen Sixty-Five

Vine Street

I'll live forever but who'll remember your name

My name is Carole Landis

Remember me

I was born near Kansas

On January the first

In Nineteen nineteen

In Fairchild, Wisconsin

God, if you are watching

Please forgive me for committing a mortal sin

And send all love via my golden thread

To all my kin

Before I finally cross over

Deep inside I just wanted to say

I still miss you all as my soft tears still fall

Copyright John Duffy

A monologue from an old supernatural film project, I was going to shoot but due to covid, I had to cancel.

Imagine a surreal scene as a lone female, after whispering a summoning spell by candlelight.

Starts channelling the beautiful superstar who talks in mystical poetry.

The language of the dead.

 

The Carole Landis tragic love story revolves around her love of a married celebrity, who ultimately left her, and according to reports, drove her to taking her own life under strange circumstances.

Is this what she would say if she got a final chance?

Did I channel her through my obsidian scrying mirror?

As I move on to a new project close to my heart, I may share more of my eerie channelling monologues from iconic historical figures. 

The auditions for this particular piece was rather epic, and it's such an incredible shame, unpredictable circumstances intervened.

I may revisit this in the new future, God willing. Salute.