We barely hear
the train
cannot be here
without
You know
your body
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Here we are
Intimacies in the Port Authority
Metabolical forces
will connect the dots
with the shadow
force you have going here
either the force was working with me
let the shadow I
want to inform you of something
work with the shadow
second Nostradamus
work the shadow
photo: © 2009 Bill Hayward
We cannot see the window.
By we we mean we.
By window.
The bruise
lengthens,
dark cloud
horizontal
We are coming open.
The song keeps us close.
We can forget or forgive
Not both.
photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions
at future selves.
We are not the same
Movement
We differ
each other
Because today
I decided on the next train
Same dance different
meaning we inflect
each other
We go into
The dance changes
our movement
This same dance
This grammar
we have
photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions
dollar in a dance belt
…
We dress like regular people
for ten more minutes
…
which is a collaboration
…
who is up there on the sound
We grow into the dance[1].
This[2] is an
Untitled[3].
As[4]
Poem[5]
Is to poem[6].
We go into the dance.[7]
- photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions
[1] The dance is ours, we are each other’s, we compose the dance. The note goes next to the word it expands.
[2] “This” is this.
[3] or “Untitled”
[4] The dance between simile and metaphor.
[5] or “Poem”
[6] this poem, for example
[7] This dance. The note goes after punctuation if it has a more extensive field.
photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions
We are at windows, we are in halls, we
see through glass. We pass the stair. We enter
a movement commitment. We pass inside
outside—touching on trains—this
close. Look in. This place. We
see together. This window. We
know how this goes. We goes.
Pull your hair back a little bit.
Back up just a hair.
Chin up a touch.
It’s not a smile word
Whoops focus there
we go What’s that
questioning here
I was trying to feel
uncertain maybe I was
trying too……………
you’ve gotta sort of look
away you don’t want to
make it blast out wrong mood
people always when they’re defensive
cover their chest back a little more
drop your paper
where it was don’t blink
hook your thumb
crossing your
yeah
spread your feet a little more
on the side though
quite read enough of it
change your arm
position again
straight into me
profile……
crush your arms
that’s more natural
don’t blink
drop the hand
no don’t drop it
nice
looking at me
come back
with your face to me
lean over your shoulder
toward me
let the paper hang straight
I have an idea
behind your leg a little
go over and grab the paper
so we can read it
now fix your shirt
focus yep
yep
yep
nice
don’t blink
I need to find
something
this camera can
focus………
top center point
skin and the gray
try your arm up
like that let’s try
a couple like these
let me……………………..
see a little more finger
ok relax a second what’s
your idea more of a portrait
or you would have
it wasn’t really a
paper wrapped around
her leg too obvious
here’s my sign
you can barely read
can I see what you’re looking for
photo: © 2009 Bill Hayward
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