the still passenger sits on a train, on the window seat, in the middle of a long car. these are the days when there were drive-in movie theaters dotted across the landscape. at dusk, the images on the screen appear off in the distance. the images presented here are those which are glimpsed, the ones that still her thoughts. the train rolls along. the landscape seems to move, but doesn't. the still passenger sits alone with her snapshots in her mind. she's filling in the spaces.
November 9, 2013
like the three drunk men
in the subway.
the man in the middle is dead.
the silhouette around the corner.
she is running from him. she must always get away.
he is running to get her. she must always get away. she may have to kill him.
November 8, 2013
there were dark, exotic nights. we melted into each other.
the days were romantic. hazy. uncertain. exhilarating.
in the evening, thought dominated. it was very sexual.
as far as we knew, the boys watched our every move.
November 7, 2013
your face changes shape. that is all. it is not a second skin. it is another skin.
still i envy the girl on the right. that puzzling stage ahead. funny.
the one on the left may be one of us. she has that look.
i love the stage. it is my world. you can't walk out. you are in the play. my only solace.
that is why i have to run away to the mediterranean soon. we have been daydreaming.
since i don't believe in god and magic, i must believe in life. all of it.
of course you believe in life idiot!
November 6, 2013
the blimps here tell the future.
the fountain pushes the ball into the air.
the blimps have signs that give away the plot.
the fountain let's the ball fall, then pushes it up it again.
somewhere in america. 1975
November 5, 2013
adelle felt nervous
when she had to play a striking woman.
she didn't like the glitz.
she didn't like the looks. the talk? they talk about nothing.
November 4, 2013
adelle skated on rivers for a few days.
she revisited her classroom punishment,
as she
walked
to find
arthur, her love.
November 3, 2013
arthur worried about the dancer.
she passed lovers
everywhere she walked.
she looked for something
that could guide her in love.
the dogs were running wild in her mind.
November 2, 2013
in the theater. that's where i saw all of these things.
the girl who watched
her boyfriend slice
her legs off.
the castanet dancer thinking beyond mechanical birds.
a hand,
not looking quite,
like a hand.
the flicker of lights to foresee the illusion.
williams and arp may have something to say to me.
soon we will have to go back to the mediterranean. soon i will have to go back.
November 1, 2013
mother superior is patrolling the grounds in marseille.
