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Switchback Trance: A Response to Heather Kravas: visions of beauty Mar 31, 2017

by Natalie Singer

Tic toc.

 

Tic toc.

Tic toc.

Tic toc.

Tic toc.

Tic           tic           tic           tic           toc          tic           tic           tic

What does a caterpillar made of bodies look like? Knees to floor. Ass to air. Spine to stomach. Head to thigh, forehead to forearm, face to muscle, muscle to mouth, cheek to elbow, ball sack to ball of foot.

 

Caterpillar body: over / under / over / under / over / under / over / under / over / under / over / stop

Start:

Spine to stomach. Palm to haunch. Neck to ground. Cup the next body’s body with your hand, gently.

The caterpillar does not know it is naked

                It inches toward something, circles back, inches, circles inches circles

 

Breath to sweat to silence to cock. Clock, I mean, clock.

Tic toc.

Tic tic tic tic tic tic tic tickle

Giggle

                Shhhhhhhhh!

 

The very hungry human caterpillar. It ate one rib but it is still hungry.

Touch.

OH MY GOD BODIES ARE TOUCHING EACH OTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

SHHHHHHHH!

                It seems like we’re in outer space because MASCULINITY DOESN’T TOUCH THIS MUCH UNLESS ITS FUCKING

 

Pinwheels on the playground, our hands are drums our feet are fun PLIÉ ONE TWO TENDU ONE TWO TOUR JETÉ ONE TWO SWING YOUR PARDNER ROUND N ROUND JUST DON’T LET THEM HIT THE GROUND unless they want to and they do because the hungry caterpillar never had this much over-and-over-again fun while stuffing its face.

                (But it is also important work.)

 

Piano: tinkle tinkle tinkle, your childhood ballet teacher’s favorite arrangement tic toc tic toc

 

Toc toc toc

Toc

Toc

No talking

Only floating / bodies driven by tenderness and care

/ and muscled asses

 

Can you hear me, Major Tom?

Can you hear me, Major Tom?

Can you hear me, Major Tom?

Can you …

 

Here am I floating 'round my tin can

Far above the moon

Planet Earth is blue

 

 

And there's nothing I can do

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