- A very discomforting lodger.
I walked into a dark space, Silently listening to myself, Extending the walls in my head, Filling the void with my eyes. I heard the door opening, From my left to my right, Where is it? where am I? I shall ask before I could mask. Sounds of crying extended through the door on my left, Then I suddenly realized, That I was crying, alone, six years younger.
Tableaux d'une exposition
Alexander Alexeieff, Claire Parker
- Waves of image and sound.
A gentle hand falls on the keys, It is six in the morning, Most are still asleep. A fragile string falls onto the ground, It is six in the afternoon, One shall heed to any sound. A broken man falls between the music, It is six on the clock, Unmarked, unverified, It is still too early to panic, For where he falls, where he starts the magic.
The Inn Where No Man Rests
(L'auberge du bon repos)
- A day's short, isn't it?
Long weekend Never weakened Pack the bag Plan jet lag Brush your underwear Paint your outwear It's a day to remember Never so deep in December Buy the ticket Chase the minute Break the limit!
- Professional jammers.
blow your whistle clean your wipes blow them bebind and swipe them blind blow your whistle clean your ass blow them behind and snip it high blow your whistle clean your hands there is always another one stands
- Get your money's worth.
Don't bet your house on the river! The wife is not going to deliver. A brick for a brick, A dick for a dick.
Vsevolod Pudovkin, Nikolai Shpikovsky
- The extraordinary obsession...Duchamp looking ahead.
A man wakes up in the morning Furious at his wife, "Where is my Queen?" The wife never bothers to take a look, "Must be with the Bishop." The man jumps on the table, "No! I killed the Bishop!" The wife pours herself some tea, "Must be with the Knight then." He smashes his own head, ...then wakes up in the morning.
- A long yet colorful road.
The Three Inventors
(Les trois inventeurs)
- Going sideways.
Sometimes Human beings start out flat remain deflated. But Ideas alone Can elevate the mind inflate the soul. What is it That cannot be done? It is that which Has never been tried.
The Mysteries of a Hairdresser's Shop
(Mysterien eines Frisiersalons)
Bertolt Brecht, Erich Engel
- Salon that does more than saloning.
A man walks around a shop Looking for something to chop A woman walks around a shop Looking for someone to stop The man spots a spot Large enough to flop So he does - The woman chops her top Loose enough to drop So she does - It is known - "What goes proper also pops"
- M L K Jr.
Power lies in the head, rises from the dead but that... where... who... who else... when... like that... one after another... Power lies in the hand, rises from the land