dances of zola


 
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 should i wave...make signs... 

 when shes not here...shes still here... 

 oh...about 20 minutes...(repetition) 

 tobacco and animal skins mostly some cotton *

 maybe apples stones or flowers from a stall 

 one time she coughed and a caterpillar curled 

 the current was strong...she held onto weed 

 elasticated trousers 

 one of those wardrobes with a carved veneer..a brass key 

 of the virgin..flowers in a small glass jar each side 

 someday i suppose yes 

 a dead bird preferably... a live one would...scratch 

 on the way to goodge street..(direction unknown) 

 when she talks her hands are still...sometimes she stands...then sits 

 no inventorys been taken...repetition 2 

 no not turning a corner... 

 instructions for a tuesday 

 his name tomorrow may be michael spence 

 another time she found a dead thing 

 the fish from a market...the bowl from a shop in an alley 

 imagining while walking he she.... 

 oh it was les prisons du roi...probably ..she wouldnt say 

 or stay in bed...or in a shed 

 ...she he...neither knew know how to cook dried fish *

 take a knife...open all of the fruit..this noise is driving me mad 

 those flowers left in the pot look a little startled... 

 she talks at noon yes but mostly at night 

 a yellow cup bought in haste no saucer 

 one man held his head at an angle...hoping a wind would lift at least a corner of his 

 theres almost sure to be a nail protruding 

 like a tattoo (temporary) 

 waiting as the bird waits ( for permission ) 

 an approximate return 

 when the last dormouse has been flung from the last high window 

 there was traffic..a siren... 

 ...fuse wire probably... 

 only the black square of the window 

 watching (with permission) through circles in warm air 

 some call them windflowers... 

 she he wach weather vanes...tense when seaweed becomes limp... 

 ...a roll of chicken wire and an iron pot... 

 14.01.01 5am - 7.30am 

 im not a fish all of the time 

 hiding from the stares of hungry nuns 

 like pontius pilate with regard to the seeds 

 oh you dont have to be dead to be resurrected 

 a ball and chain is inconvenient usually 

 ritual can be habitual and bewitch we all 

 ...and the flower seller spoke fewer words 

 her head inclined..bracelets in light... 

 watercress...he imagines... 

 the shoes were a little tight at the heel... 

 she said..its how god waits... 

 wooden soles scratched leather... 

 you said youd be there...(repetition 3) 

 1 lime...1 blue...1 yellow...1 red... 

 seduction 6 

 closing the door... a chair too looked frightened... 

 they could be flying ants 

 ...it wouldnt be ostentatious she says...to buy a hook... 

 ...when you make bread...the dough should be covered...left in a warm place to prove... 

 ...a short walk from the red house... *

 ...she he misssed a train deliberately...to sit at a particular table... 

 ...is the pollen of an iris adifferent yellow than the pollen of a crocus... 

 ...a slanting floor..his her footsteps the probable cause of... 

 ...by evening it was where it was... 

 ...you offered your hand ...what was it i held... 

 where are the dead...in the mouths of the fish... 

 it felt like a rehearsal...she said this later...i said was the beach cold...she said...well small hairs rose up on my arms...i said well you neeeded gloves...she said ..oh i havent worn gloves since i was a child..(premature requiem 4) 

 ...that transparent soap...developed in 18 something apparently...has the name of a fruit...i dont like its perfume these days... *

 ...i want to kiss your collar bone..put a grain of rice there..ask if youve ever seen the belly of a living fish not in a tank 

 very big horses...almost invisible fish 

 some said beef 

 all saints day...3-4.30pm 2002 

 in a garden...yes when a wind... 

 a blue door...6 steps leading... 

 ...she sometimes wears dark glasses...he a blue hat 

 her voice low and that look 

 if its made of felt no damage...if its made of straw... 

 seduction 45 

 you might have to ignore certain signs 

 ...there would have been music...a waltz maybe and barking 

 a white cloth..she he not wearing hats 

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