Thursday, June 30, 2005


          1. the making of eve

adam, ex nihilo,
drugged in a tub
ice-filled in a hotel & you,
shadow next to the Gideon’s
using a very small trowel
putting her arms on.
you’ve spent hours
before the mirror/ posing
with your finger pointed,
deciding what belongs;
such intelligent design.

          2. the marking of eve

in the surveillance monitors
they’re searching for large
leaves. six-day sleepless,
exhausted, the cathode ray
tube flickers in your room,
while you're chainsmoking
camels to calm your nerves.
storm out in your bathrobe
to give them bellybuttons &
punctuation marks, a pox
on their mitochondria,
you became I & the silence.

          3. the marketing of eve

morning closes the flaps of your universe & you
tuck it under your arm. there's a curtain of frost
on the windowsill, damn AC kept you up all night,
the one night of rest. struggling to get your universe
& luggage through the hotel door together [shut
before your self can wedge in properly] you descend
the stairwell to your Lincoln & head to the convention
center for the exhibition--your booth next to the other
creators & their solutions for filling the loneliness.


David said...

well this is excellent. reminded me of Dirty Pretty Things and then some other cool stuff. really like that bible too at the onset.


i find this reads aloud very nice also.

very nice.


Rae Pater said...

this is just wonderful! wow!

I'm glad I don't have to be the one to decide who wins.

Jill said...

i like this very much. primodial modernity. very imaginative work.

Erin said...

love the progression in the subtitles, and the sonics here are great. Part 2 I think is my favorite

H. W. Alexy said...

One title, so many takes. This is great fun to read, right into the end punch.