the cat and the fox

aluminum thought he would catch it from plutonium
and plutonium thought it belonged to calcium
the dog told the cat that they couldn’t see each other anymore
it was too risky
the fox under the chain link fence slipped out protective gloves and tied his long red beard tightly to his body
coated himself with tape
the steps of the periodic table shivered then fell
elements
in the elements
rain made them corrode
zinc had to go home
the fox killed his young
none of them would touch each other
they stayed
in opposite corners of this far wide open globe
of this home
no table
no levels
no control
no continent line that could tell them they did not belong
they belonged to the earth and the sea
and those things can kill you know?
they stayed and waited
hoping for a reordering
for an omission of the things which had made them great and then thrust them to the floor with lust and anger
“we shouldn’t have done that” said the fox
“I’ve lost my only friends” said the plutonium
“my home…my life…the birds” said the cat
the world was wide, wet and scary
and they hid and they hid
clinging to clues like a ventriloquist in an audience of poker face
like a doctor scared of his patients
like those who think they will die soon, very soon
until they realized the only disease was in their mind

petals

did you know i wanted to be a petal?
my heart opening and closing with the weather
need become reclusion, become need
welcome
i want to be so skinny my bones make you cry
i want my hair cropped so short they all think im a boy
i want it to be a surprise
the crease of fabrics carry the scent of giving it all away
i want to give it all to you
without losing my own memories, my own bodily functions
did you know that i dreamt i was a petal?

a: petals
b: hanging petals
a: boxes, overflowing boxes…
b: of gardenias
a: it smells like tomorrow
b: i don’t believe in the past
a: i know
b: i don’t know anything about you
a: plant the flowers, plant the flowers
b: plant me, plant me
a: and if i told you
b: told me…
a: the meaning of the metaphor
b: I’d rather not know, i belive in aestheticism, not meaning
a: i’m so thin now
b: orange blossoms to your hipbones
a: too simple…try again
b: “you’re the one that I’ve kept closest”
a: that’s plagarism…but i know…and you’re right
b: one day we’ll have a garden, and a house
a: and a life full of gardenias, full of petals…

worldviews

A: every time I wake up I’m angry that this had to happen to me
B: that what had to happen to you?
A: its always like this, like getting ripped
B: away from?
A: with and maybe away
B: its like the womb
A: the womb?
B: think about how strange that word is
A: wooooooomb laughs
B: what else is spelt like that?
A: what time do you have to go?
B: soon i think, very sooon
A: what does his face remind you of
B: placenta
A: and blood
B: everything is always red
A: how often do you go?
B: he is angry very angry
A: does he feel lost?
B: no he feels departed, he feels split
A: its all a splitting isn’t it?
B: what is?
A: the world into views?
B: and the tower?
A: I don’t believe in building towers, you have to lay the groundwork and I don’t know how
B: is that what makes you angry?
A: groundwork? no. more like laziness
B: then couldn’t you stop being angry?
A: I don’t know what happens between here and there.
B: isn’t that the point? I think that’s the point
A: he wants a tower, I don’t have one to give
B: is that supposed to be a homosexual reference? laughs
A: no.
B: sorry
A: its like an analogy of a cup
B: I don’t know what that means
A: a cup
B: what sort of cup
A: a cup that drops out and refills
B: oh, is that your worldview?
A: i don’t like worldviews, they’re too divisive. its violent almo...

pas de deux

A and B, two ballerinas are warming up at the barre. They are executing identical movements as they speak.

A: I think i’d like to see you dance some time
B: I never dance for anyone
A: I know, that’s why
beat
B: I cant dance
A: if i saw you i think i’d stop trying so hard
beat
B: ya think?
A: just this once ok?
B: gosh…i don’t know
A: just this once, i promise it won’t hurt, you wont lose any parts
beat
A: how long we been doing this for ya think?
B: thinking i dunno maybe 3-4 years
A: and I've never seen you dance!
B: c’mon that’s not true, this is dance…sort of…
A: laughing no, no, no this is…warmup, this is just prep work
B: i don’t see the difference
A: well, in that case you'll never be a great ballerina!
B: playfully pushes her while continuing the movementt heyy….
beat
A: I just wanna see it, just once, they told me, before coming here that you were incredible, the best!
B: you think you can handle the best eh? she smiles
A: yeah, yeah i do
beat
B: I don’t like to show those parts of me anymore, well ever actually
A: why not?
B: i dunno, i mean, i think i used to know, but it feels like somewhere along the way i lost the reason exactly, but the feelings are the same
A: keeps you safe?
B: slightly aggressively Whaddou I gotta be scared of from you eh?
A looks at her, seems to raise her eyebrows, then looks down and returns to her warm-up
B: what the hell was that?
A doesn’t answer but busies herself
B: hey! I’m talking to you!
A: look, lets just forget it ok
B: no, no, i don't wanna forget it, what the hell was that look for eh?
A: looking up at her You’re not the greatest at all are you?
B: I am too!
A: you’re just scared like everyone else
B: I’m not scared of anything
A: youre scared of me
B: no, im not
A: prove it, dance for me
beat
beat
B: i, i, can’t
A: then i don't belive that you’re the greatest
B: fine, i don’t need your approval
A: don’t you?