Trickery of a mortal Trickster*
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Where are you?
I’m at the frigid edge of the solar system
Between Pluto and Neptune
Waiting for you
To reemerge as a new planet
A better you
One that can love me
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I sense the resonance of your heart pounding, the thunder inside of you
But I can’t reach you.
Are you getting closer to me?
All I can hear is the sound of footsteps in the rain,
the sound of you coming home?
Turning my telescope ever so slightly
I see the city bustling, the teenage boys dribbling their basketballs across the street
Strong matches to distill
As their small bodies dribble, drizzle, drip, drivel, drool and drop
The object of desire
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‘Behind the moon
An entire body of constellations were waiting to say hello’
But I could only see ‘the narrow entry’ from which you entered to reach me
never the true you
This invisible gravitational magnetism pushing us closer once more
Like Pluto, you are no longer even a planet
All these ‘human fleshy things’ that we knew too well dwarfed
The contours of you and I, pulsing in unison
Now a mere mirage in another universe
Mist and destiny lingering in the presence of yearning
You tricked me, once again
In loving you
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*Written as a dialogue with Lights Out: Gatekeeper- Axel Kacoutie.
Sloppy Sloppiness*
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I dangled off of the cast iron column on which this church rest
Grasping the cold fluted indentations in my palm
Until my body slips to the ground
In a daze, dozing off elegantly, as if the world was watching
I started to grind the cold soil with my hips
This became a sort of vacillating dance
One that my body couldn’t fully grasp
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Wishbones
In their nascent form
I emptied the content of my wallet
There was no longer use for money, rules or clothes
What am I
If not a shirtless man crawling on the floor of a church in the East Village
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I raised my arms upwards, elated
Bathing in this full exaltation I brought into being once again
The ground attracts me
This exuberance stemmed from the soil I lie on
A pleasure I didn’t deserve
The feeling sliced at once
As I slip toward this inebriating barometer of the mind
Falling back inside the threshold within which I decided to contain myself
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Mother Earth
I stand on my head
Blood rushing to my cheeks
No care in the world
Other than to impress you
Madness all around us
I live for your smile to redraw itself
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*Written during a performance exercise, based on Meg Stuart’s ‘Are we There Yet? - Damaged Goods’ with emotion prompt of ‘Sloppiness’.
Break through - give me a break
2 rays of sunshine
In parallel paths
Diverging radially
The center holding
That ungraspable thing
Pure and tender
An unspoken clarity
The fiery core
that we so badly wanted to reach
But living is never arriving
Through widening and narrowing
I expand and contract toward you
Gliding, stumbling, betraying, trusting
Diluting the burden
Of the unknown
I hammer the nails
Pounding and throbbing
Until I try to break the nail itself
That iridescent blue effervescence
Emerging through the shear force of my body
M y
B o d y
S h e a r i n g
Untethered atoms slide, brushing shoulders
Colliding toward a break of dawn
A breakthrough
If there is breaking
Let it be your heart that breaks open
Slowly pulsing toward an ‘Us’, this illusory ‘Us’...