As were its own
How’s the room
Outside the storm
Of movement, the horse
Upside down in the tree
The room is part of the room
When together when
We neighbor each
Past, song
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Numberless iteration
In a different room
In every movement
Make it up
To one another: skin
To skin: speak
When is this time
This time forward
Is there a cue
For starting
Eva while she is working
papered on the wall
Bill while Eva is working
papered on the wall
Music past partition
Eva working on the wall
Anna says the Project
Eva working on the wall
Claire types on the table
Eva working on the wall
Call me on the line
adjusting paper on the wall
Bill with push pins
Eva working on the wall
Anna says the Project
Eva pushes on the wall
Eva while she is working
papered on the wall
I’m just
coming back
…………………..from Atlantic City
where I lost a bundle
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
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
Uncertainty
1.
Back up a little more. Drop your paper where
it was. Where you had it before. What I would do
I would flip it around. Spread your feet a little
more. Don’t blink. Hook your thumb in your
pants. Don’t blink. Spread your feet
a little more. Drop that paper. Stay right there
don’t blink drop your head drop your paper
a little bit flatter. Change
your arm position here. Spread your feet
a little more. Lean more
towards me. Lean straight
into me. Cross your
arms. Pull down your shirt. That’s more
chin up, don’t
blink. Drop the hand with paper down
don’t blink. Try the head
the other way a little. Drop your chin
spread your feet a little
more. Lean over your shoulder towards
me a little bit. Tilt your head
that way now.
Turn the other way and
try. Let the paper hang straight
down. Come back straight back
around. Don’t move
grab the paper. We can’t read it. Fix your shirt tilt
head a little more apart. Don’t
blink. Chin up a little. I need to find
something this camera wants to focus on.
photo: © 2009 Bill Hayward
2.
I’ve got gray, black, and white.
I’m on the top center point
close to the skin and the gray.
Move your hand.
Head straight up and down, chin up
a touch. Move your hand, let me
see a little finger. Break at the waist
towards me. Now
hold it, head
tilted. Relax a second looking
at the camera. Or
the paper wrapped around
her leg. Flat like that. Ninety
degrees. That looks a little too
opposite. You can barely
read what’s written.
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