Sat Nov 18, 2000 3:57 am Where Life had No Value, Death, Sometimes, Had its Price
score for voices for pablo x & nancy e I like a look of agony to a discerning eye camera eye a cruising vulture over rubble, unfinished buildings outskirts of no walls no stairs humans who live after us against us your hearts not harden stranger standing beyond novelty arrival a creak of laid boards materialized out of thin air do not sham Convulsion nor simulate a Throe makeshift camera sails past shadow of thistle, rusty iron broken color comics the flesh chopped devoured rotten we bones ash and powder stood examining a poster its sketch and customary legend Mexican fashion Texas style Eyes glaze Death Impossible Beads By Anguish strung camera zooms past bright flutter medieval flowers, tethered goat lean gossip cooking old folklore of our troubles no one laugh nor have disdain of we who hang faint sense of visible below stranger low-slung itching to kill stranger with no indication turned straightway dangerous like Stillness in Air Camera sweeps outlined sky here camera stops bright windy blue moon sings Never any time are we tranquil but swing here, there, with the wind faint glint in slitted eyes uneasy hair-trigger violence reward on delivery, to Man with No Name Eyes around me witnessed what light I could not see to see words from: Emily Dickinson, "I like a look of Agony", "Much Madness is divinest Sense", "I heard a Fly buzz--when I died" William S. Burroughs, The Wild Boys Francois Villon "l'Epitaphe Villon" (translations chirot) Joe Millard, Sergio Leone & Fulvio Morsella For a Few Dollars More arrangements david baptiste chirot