These thoughts… A snap shot into a displaced world.
I have enough air to breathe
But yet still I suffocate…
She 1
I am nothing I believe this!
I stand before you with these thoughts…
A computer
A table
A desk
A mistake on my paperwork…
OH NO!!
She shouts me from across her desk (my heart beats tenfold)
The room is full.
My faith in humanity is empty.
I feel like
Everybody stares.
I feel like a sparrow trapped in the fangs of an adder being dragged from my nest!
She tells me off in front of everybody.
She 2:
Did you even READ the paperwork? She says.
She 1
She bears down upon me with self-righteousness in her jaws.
I think to myself: I am an object who wants to shrink away from perspective like an object moving further from view out of a magnifying glass.
Several layers of smiles are a hiding place. (Said together)
She 2
WHO IS THIS GIRL?!
… Big, tall, liked, loud and funny!!
I AM THE CHEIF THE LEADER OF THE CENTRE I CALL THE SHOTS!
SHE 1
OH NO!
EVERYBODY IS LOOKING AT ME!!
SHE 1
Inside her stomach bubbles like lava in an underground magma chamber
She is wondering when the pyroclastic blast will happen…
She 2
I HAVE BEEN GIVEN DIVINE POWER DIVINE RIGHT!
To make others feel small…
I am sure of myself.
AM I?
She 1
The Look upon her face says:
I feel like a jackdaws or a bunch of Magpies feasting upon a joyous discovery of a rabbits den placed wrong place amongst the hay, on a rain soaked spring morning.
Inside she 2 SEEMS TO scream!
DISPLACE HER!
SHE DOES NOT BELONG HERE!
She 1
OH no everyone is looking everyone is watching and listening.
Strength is weak. (Said together)
I want to cry scream and throw something at her!
X2
SHOULD I throw something at her!?
NO that will not solve anything only make everything ten times worse?
I shall lose my job.
Him1
(It is written all over his face)
She 1 better be careful that this is construed as workplace bullying go easy on the girl!
Needing a saviour is never ending. (Said together)
SHE1
Think HAPPY THOUGHTS THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS…
Like dancing upon a hill made up of bricks and wood from a time long ago
Which still hurts our hearts and is spilled all over our history
Happy thoughts… like being high up above the clouds drifting away to a beautiful state
State
OH IM SORRY is SHE still talking?
Think about kissing, rain,
Sex,
Tram lines leading to the unknown…
About dancing till 5:30 am to 1950′s jazz and swing music and looking at your watch
And not giving a second glance
Think of being young
Think of being old
She 2
I am enjoying this…
She 1
What am I TO DO!? YOU TELL ME WHAT I TO DO AM!?
I am this places mercy
I am a slave to this woman’s indifference (said together)
I have a car and
A flat to pay for
Food to help me survive
I am displaced
I am raw
I am open
Humiliated (said together)
Left open to be torn and picked away.
What am I to do?
I sit upon the sofa and these thoughts pace around and around my head
I lie upon the grass outside my flat and cry tears of sadness
Tears of suffocation they drown (said together)
I want to explode!
You tell me what am I to do?
Who do I talk to?
What do I say?
HOW would I say it?
Nobody knows these thoughts within me.
Nobody knows these thoughts within me
Nobody knows these thoughts.
Nobody knows
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