Film Noir-Poem

by Samuel De Lemos

I wish we could have a resurgence
of pulp fiction and Film Noir.
Go back to the Golden Age of cinema–
invest in the creation of dark shadows
and creamy black and whites.

Sell steamy love affairs
between dreamy silk stocking
wearing femme fatales
and morally dubious private dicks,
then have the ladies be
the killers in disguise.

Throw back to the
era of Mickey Spillane,
triple-x fedoras, and snub nose 38’s-
I’d die to see a Shamus
resurrection of this sort.