It happens on a balcony — Beccy Shore SST10 performance draft

28 Jan

Hey. No idea what will happen to the formatting when I press publish, but I didn’t want to attach it as a file cause then you all have to go to the effort of downloading it 😛

 

It happens on a balcony

 

Like this isn’t extraordinary – being alive

without walls or ceilings, when we’re humming like fairy lights.

 

The generator, for a few beats

stops

 

breathing. We look up, like the eyes

of someone who loves you, as you walk in.

 

Constellations I don’t

recognise

flicker on. Clouds steal our breath

the moon shows scars

 

and all the stars point

to you

 

and to everyone else. To you –

all the stars point. The moon shows

scars.

 

Flicker on, clouds, steal our breath. Constellations

I don’t recognise, the eyes of someone

who loves you

as you walk in. We look          up,

the generator, for a few beats,

stops breathing.

 

We’re humming like fairy lights,

without walls or ceilings, being alive

 

like this isn’t extraordinary.

 

 

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