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What Is It I Begrudge But The Pain and The Difficulties, The Loss, Hurt, Wrong Doings?
What Is It I Begrudge But The Pain and The Difficulties, The Loss, Hurt, Wrong Doings?
permanent movement
passing limitations
breathy text floats over my shoulder bag strap and climbs into my ears,
that and a tune,
exposure to chance
no fixed living-place
direct contact
“NOTICE: This exhibition includes live performers.
Tears well and I think of gasping and choking and moaning and screaming and
it reminds me too much of my seizures. I have to walk out. I find a black bench of
fine leather, around the corner, two side-by-side, I in the corner; I donʼt want to be
the guy crying at the exhibit, but itʼs too late.
“Why do people feel like they want to cry in front of her,”
she asked me two days earlier?
local relations
I answered
something about them
carrying something
around with them
that the motion of daily life
kept at bay
mobile energy
seizures.
I had seizures.
Uncontrollable seizures.
I moaned
and groaned
and arched back like her
“What is happening to me?”
“Why is this happening now?”
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Am I doing this?”
“How do I stop this and save myself?”
“Who am I, really?”
parsing
I chant to see more of my life, partly because it has seemed to fly by
“The captain has turned off the fasten seat-belts sign” and I
open my eyes and realize Iʼve arrived
no idea where I am;
“Will there be anyone for me to go home to?”
Iʼm mourning the loss of my boyfriend,
of a strange feeling of “before that Saturday”
of a feeling of youth, of the David that “escaped
unscathed.” Reality is so much more gruesome -
it begs for its punctums…
I only know that term because of him. damn.
no predicted end
Rhythm D -
INSTRUCTIONS
THERE ARE 72 OBJECTS ON THE TABLE
THAT ONE CAN USE ON ME AS DESIRED.
PERFORMANCE
I AM THE OBJECT.
DURING THIS PERIOD I TAKE
FULL RESPONSIBILITY.
DURATION
two months shy of two years, right?
extended vulnerability
taking risks
I see sharp
objects and I remember the moment
I touched the kitchen knife to my throat
“no, wait a little while longer for the meds to kick in”
and then, nothing.
I TAKE
FULL RESPONSIBILITY.
I accidentally stepped on her toes as I passed
through, “Oooh,
Iʼm sorry,” I barely said.
I see a field of naked men thrusting bare hips into the earth
-they donʼt
stop
and I NEED THEM TO,
I think. “Is that all there is,”
Peggy Lee sings:
Then I fell in love, head over heels in love, with the most wonderful boy in the world.
We would take long walks by the river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes.
We were so very much in love.
Then one day he went away and I thought I'd die, but I didn't,
and when I didn't I said to myself, "is that all there is to love?"
I need to go
spiral
circus
funhouse
fright house
screaming
! or choking
! ! or gasping
! ! ! or moaning
gone, laying in the bed/ Nude With Skeleton
gone, hands cup and crotches get shown/ Balkan Erotic Epic, Massaging the Breast
and two men laugh
but this is serious,
Marina carries a skeleton on her back, black, on
black fire escape not seen
will I ever know the story of what happened?
Sheʼs out of the lab coat
and dancing in a dress black, on black, with a red scarf
seductively -
You canʼt stop can you?
Time wonʼt let up.
1946
1960
1970
1975 -
remember the years when you were together?
no rehearsal
“I hide in front of everybody,” she says,
and I understand.
The she is a he
with a special seat - and long hair.
The Japanese man in front of me pauses,
his mouth open, and
woman
pulls at stray stands of hair
as her pink glossed lips gleam;
there is so much luminosity.
THE END!
Sheʼs clutching thin sticks of wood.
WHAT ARE THE THINGS WE TAKE WITH US
FROM OUR EXPERIENCES?!?!?!