Hierarchy is everywhere!
On the floor a pyramidal shape of special texture has been laid out
And in my heart I’m jealous already.
My eyes are like dogs
sniffing at the letters spray-painted in light on a blank wall;
and a burnt out sun.
Never mind the several hundred
‘I know you?’s unfolding around us,
they just clutter up the space like discarded origami;
I never knew
Never knew me,
We were simply folded together;
Everything spilling back from us
As we began
As a flock of birds flung upwards from old trees,
Bright sparks of green and blue,
rushing in an arc,
a fuzzy crinkled mixture of bodies against sky,
intimate as air against skin.
Feathered in memory
I feel myself at the centre of a vast field,
The climate is blood warm.
I admire the creative use of crotch, hairspray and laser beams.
On my way home,
I want to go back,
‘This is a call to arms,
‘don’t abandon your own self’
I would like to encourage everyone I know to go see this show!
Emma for DRAFF