river in the road…
river in the road … red island … run rotten darling run … parade ground … scored scape … if you want to be loved … medication room … indoctrination and spectacle for us all … upa oo ya oo … power up children in formation … b2 organ here … which orange burn? willow tree in a breeze hanging from a cloud … when you say that … it's dead and gone … love’s poison curls … no lost male … no female in your bed … no trans … smile and move on … last night a little angel came bumping on our door … fast approaching ... runs in the roots vines look like veins
call-and-response style ... who gave you the rules? ... then why do you follow them? ... chorus chant looped ... we don’t ask ... whisper to audience optional cues ... last night a little angel came bumping on our door ... your silence trained us ... baby ... rebel ... room two heavenly amber laundry chamber ... female ghost theme labor ... yelling ... we want more ... we fold what never dried ... we smooth out what was never wrinkled ... but blood kept seeping in ... maid beat behind ... mirrored chore ... what shadow she refused to touch ... audience whisper now ... heroine's fantasy monologue stylized ... and more declarative ... hold your hands in your head ... crossing hearts that hope to live twisted ... turn your skin shades ... swear
lines drawn by a boy trembling ... it leapt from this page ... to break a passport ... take a vengeance to the cemetery as silhouettes ... combat ... we will never escape ... poetics movements laid to waste ... oo ahh oo ahh ... if ignorance is the end of a bluffing script ... say euphoric with a forgetful smile ... whisper to mask ... what story slipped with a whim ... oh yeah ... come share the rent with us complicity and denial ... oh no ... a cut that came after the flesh wound ... freedom ... we can keep your score and table all to ourself ... oh my eyes ... touch your death of a hard reaper
when pawn middle eye was a roast ... fishing for dark and tender looks at you ... oh oh oh ... amongst such stylish quietness ... embrace empire spills ... yes ... look at these whew english words now ... the empire ... performer servant falling to floor to dish out ... clean our own brrd ... sand ... we are the only real chorus ... hear these things rising ... on a rusty fork ... audience knife ... sweating gun that repeating bullets ... towing twing ... we can't was you ... we can go ... and vanish after we eat ... safety ... don't you believe me! ... sweetness
after black numbers on sheets ... no undying wildfire ... no drowning loved ones and belongings flood ... no erased never came before begores ... make room for another bureaucracy that sold itself as something else ... before the election ... tearful looks on faces ... reassembling torn that is too big for pillow bridge britches ... same old game we tried to map then find ... the achoo! one for all ... all for one completed key for mother success ... do we really know why there are lonely crow butterflies long ago in the stomach ... and on the dirty kitchen floor ... it is all monotone ... who decides what belongs in stacked hotels ... living busy good karma conflict zone hospital ... sound is a pushover in heaven
a song for sand ... raven childless mother who came into being at sixty-five ... swimming in a hundred shades river ... remember why ... floating sweet waiting for something ... a native name ... la dee da ... la dee da ... transparent roots dome high above ... you were never recorded and filed ... in the flesh or as ashes ... final gardens saw the live that return ... we don't live next to futurity spirit reckoning tree roots ... or gardens that have bullfrogs barking pools ... lazy light ... yellow dress took hold monologue abandoning fear ... shed your water ... take a hold of super tangibles ... not to make them bloom ... but so dust stops burning all around ... so tired if being a worn out ensemble in rotation ... closing returns that were never were ours to own ... unknown ... give us a sign ... give us a soothing call ... plants brightness ... and blinding midnight blackness
return what was never yours ... freeze the dance ... plant what cannot be owned ... slow angel ... remember purple leaves what you never saw falling down ... breath leaving ... taking back empire down apple wood forget us not spot lit show ... as we make our way planting seeds ... leaving behind saw us there square ... blame the circles ... shoot through installations ... middle eye consciousness envisions the blank and stormy guide ... immersed in idle time as for all you memory theater ... tied to poetic fragments ... out on the sea stage ... brrd birds ... rest and sing as skin and bones ... the only rituals are never go in repetitions ... cast away jazzy hoops ... nada da none ... devil demon erupted distraction ... windows now also flying away ... mud made and colonial building passages for viewing something new ... fried outpost gulls ruined again ... hallows over heads when will we ever learn from the past ... frazil rainbow girl push the handle of pump down
paths waiting ... some say bad ideas spark up the rainforests ... take tomorrow's impressions ... acting up wounds ... our audience's bad ideas are catching up to us ... geometric firefly grids ... desks lined in straight rows ... some say that empty flagpoles read ... who taught you to obey rules? ... dark whisper don't worry ... children casually marching in syncopated faltering ... minutes return to the looping of the crackling military spending ... static bottomless pit ... put your fingers on dial of the radio ... we will be back to phrases in stiff uniforms ... we are lying wiser than usual ... tapping imperfect ... voicing while quivering ... boot camp drills ... periodically pause in tunnels ... to recite sorry lines ... in swift unison ... only parked human knee and wrist pain is a disjointed ... we don't really care salute ... we love you ... we love you ... we love all the thundering desire ... turning back toward us ... let's throw an ice cream party ... wish you were living here ... make way for another authentic naked disguise
audience ... turn off the lights when you go ... participants standing in formation ... when I am not with you any more ... follow instruction ... also follow without knowing ... lights on where you go ... where you are now ... hanging white linens ... slightly stained ... watch us walk and crawl away ... clotheslines spanning space and time ... like swaying threads of memory ... although sometimes is hurts to be alone ... suitcases still puff friendly dust ... how every time we felt you knew ... in rooms filled with south coast of france lullaby things ... they are now gone before we were waiting for you ... rinsing sounds of water running ... waiting for the distant weeping to occur again ... waiting for towels folding one beat behind ... invisible androgenous clothing ... are we good?
riding out the blue ... next to a window less room ... mosaic circus patchwork visual identity ... we always want to be something that we left behind ... dramatic emigre can't remember this rarely untouched scar ... that has grown soft around explanations ... days gone rendering ... working as definition coverings ... mornings yet to come ... from outside looking into a masterpiece room ... at the moment we are standing both profoundly worldly and a little quirky ... time moves us blind in love ... when will the fire orange sky spark cool innocence again ... nothing is enough delicate defiance ... sunshine open your eyes ... it has been a few years since came along complexity carried us ... not to choose to grow too cold ... salty ... this vessel can't bare any more burdens ... even after we have witnessed machinery gradually become more human than it ever has been before ... we didn't realize how much you liked our posts ... buoyancy is never easy
drifting along shores ... indeed we are our own mind shipwrecked mortal souls ... let the inside actors explore as play high and cruel idiosyncratic physical gots ... we can't move hot and cold ... people hint at disturbing thoughts ... that create playful and haunting head moments ... dissonance says something ... very unsettling ... should we cover it up ... keep it all to ourself ... or generously share it ... with gentleness frame all the conjuring upside down ... and off-center ... told them old friend ... bride gazing at a wasteful thresholds kiss night truths ... surrounded by so many furrowed habit stillness ... doing it over and over agains ... god help me forget about this!
knowing that human kindness can eventually hurt us ... stand beside ... ten times open eyes ... flute music gestures ... genuine reaction delayed ... balance stillness with impulsive online shopping ... we don't wish to listen explosion ... monster country roads shifts fast ... escape ... from wonder ... don't stay with instability ... don't look in mirror that has a naked rear ... speak with earnest rhythm lad ... even when the colonial words are too strange for better future directions ... why is there a bubbling stream crossing the highway ... it is the new normal ... a revelation from a dozen or more rat mortal god ... how did it come to this? ... it doesn't matter ... or does it?
when pawn middle eye was a roast ... fishing for dark and tender looks at you ... oh oh oh ... amongst such stylish quietness ... embrace empire spills ... yes ... look at these whew English words now ... the empire ... performer servant falling to floor to dish out ... clean our own brrd ... sand ... we are the only real chorus ... hear these things rising ... on a rusty fork ... audience knife ... sweating gun that repeating bullets ... toeing twing ... we can't was you ... we can go ... and vanish after we eat ... safety ... don't you believe me! ... sweetness
audience ... turn off the lights when you go ... participants standing in formation ... when I am not with you any more ... follow instruction ... also follow without knowing ... lights on where you go ... where you are now ... hanging white linens ... slightly stained ... watch us walk and crawl away ... clotheslines spanning space and time ... like swaying threads of memory ... although sometimes is hurts to be alone ... suitcases still puff friendly dust ... how every time we felt you knew ... in rooms filled with south coast of France lullaby things ... they are now gone before we were waiting for you ... rinsing sounds of water running ... waiting for the distant weeping to occur again ... waiting for towels folding one beat behind ... invisible androgenous clothing ... are we good?
what is kindness? ... little dark undertones ... possibility of any type of blending of gender ... look at us and this art ... oh ... none standing still five human senses move arm hand and fingers paint innocence ... don't overdue i ... this liked quality of ... yawn ... home as we to this summer under mind trauma ... not childlike ... how to hang it low with fleshy holy strands or suspend it high with hard plastic electric blue flexible chords ... they said they blew themselves away with a fans ... is that a forgotten history affecting going with a flow? ... hide someone safe soldiering ... who has learned not to upset others ... too sweet throw it away ... on to a brand new human mistake ... whimsical worldviews ... do you believe in personal mythologies that help process loss or violence? ... when we say it is dead as a horse ... can I get you a beer? ... pretending dawn to dusk bed bug mouths talk too much
methodically a second figure mirrors exactly ... one beat behind midway ... panels blown up ... we were made to entertain in a ceremonial mask clinking ... distant drums ... a family mimes a meal ... with exaggerated politeness ... filing cabinets filled with shredded papers ... sand ... and censored letters ... translucent paper with faint words ... interrupted by an access denied buzzer ... a circle of wooden stools ... soft breathing ... a boy waters a seedling with a metal can ... don't forget what you didn’t see ... innocence is rehearsed on stolen land ... very clap is too late ... off rhythm ... a birthday cake is a gift of ... red clay ... a sword ... and a coat ... a chorus creates mandalas of red sand using their hands ... where absence becomes presence ... dinner without a table ... the sound of a gunshot echoes from far away ... a woman steps forward holding a blank scroll ... and opens it slowly
