Saturday, March 12, 2011

Monday, March 07, 2011

#6 Marko


I lack method.
I am trying to strip away
as much as possible.
I'm searching for purity.
Truth.
And it's rather difficult.

I would like to have the courage
to abandon myself to love.

Venus and Adonis is about
a woman who wants to love -
- and a man
who does not and dares not.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

5:59


When time stopped.
When I got stuck
in a loop of memories and nightmares.

#5 Jens

Make use of time,
let not advantage slip;
Beauty within itself
should not be wasted ...

I can't figure out what I've done.
Or what other people have done.
Or if I've fallen into a trap.
Or if I've done the right thing.

We'll communicate like in the old
days; be like we once were.
We must think more simply.
We must rediscover joy.
We must find some
of what we used to share.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

#4 Eva

Don't destroy yourself
to punish me.
I am just trying to bridge
the gap I feel between us.
I don't intent to live
with a guilty conscience.

-What does her decision
not to see you mean to you?

-I don't know what it means.
But at some point I'll give up.
I can't fight any more.
I have done what I can.
I have made mistakes
I shouldn't have made.
I didn't mean to.
But what's done is done.
I can't change the past.

I know you want to be left in peace
so I will leave you alone.
From now on 
we'll have nothing to
do with each other, OK?

Sharpened





Monday, February 14, 2011

#2 Tanja


Try to learn to live without him.
When he says he's quitting the stage,
don't believe him.
He will never quit the stage.
The stage is his life.
There is no room for anything else.
And you will play a minor part
in your own life and on stage.

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

#1 Jacob


It goes the wrong way.
Love should go backwards.
It should start with a broken heart.
By being left forever.
Why not just get it over with?
After that we have the blazing row
where I force you to choose.
But the next morning we wake up
and everything is OK.
We have breakfast in bed.
Stay naked till late afternoon.
And all our feelings
are superficial.
Then we fall in love.
Everything is a game.

And we focus more and more on
our preparations for the great event:
First sight.
It happens.
Suddenly there we are.
We see each other for the first time.
- "Hi."
- You say.
"Hi" I say.
And I turn around
and I've never met you.
And I am free.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

Delicate crime #2


I don't need a phrase.
I need a word.
Mistakes.
I'm a man who has always lived
life in the third person.
Until recently...
Not really long ago...
before seeing you,
hearing your words...
I was someone who lived life
in a simple manner.
I looked to the world as
someone who was immunized.
And now...
the more I try to dodge
the image of your face...
of your mouth...
the deeper it enters my soul.

Delicate crime #1


The play, scene after scene,
strips itself.
Everything becomes a frenzy of ins
and outs for the impersonation.

The actors do suffer,
but the audience suffers even more.

Falling Sky

Performances

Brooklyn (NY)


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Saturday, January 29, 2011

Reassembly

It's just a life.
My life.
It's not supposed to be hard.
But it still hurts.
That's how it always ends.
But I'm still here.
Not like that.
All alone.

Cochinillas


I have a vast imagination.
Enough for several worlds.
That can't harm anybody.

I'm a complex being.
Half man, half angel.
That is, I'm half alive
and half dead.

Even if it's just a memory
lost in the vastness...
...like the woodlouse
under the earth...
...like the Earth
in the midst of the cosmos...
...like a tiny particle
in the depth of your imagination.
I'll live here,
if you don't forget me.