steve dalachinsky

2 in 1 ( evan parker solo @ the stone 10/15/06 )



the
audi(o)ence
displaces its own volume
there is no air
in here
save for the circuitous breath
of the player
stone arc arches itself back like
1/2 lit moon in an overcrowding mist
here is one man
submerged in reflections
uncanny assassins
emerge from the overblown rounds
there is this twitching
1/2 her cleavage a shadow
a smudge in the craving crowd
he casts no shadow
to speak of
double breath-filled armfulls
lifted camera
sprakle-edged duforms in the scrawl
yet the wall doubles his body
like an instrument
fingers amatched & sometones
difficult to express
booodahbooooooooodalipbroooooo~~~~~~~~~~~```````~~~~~~~~~~`

i've been trying for years to translate the music
into my language
some language any language
based on these letters
only ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ ~ ~ ~ motion remodelledsoar criss/cross

spindles whirl

her cleavage
is the rim of his horn
a smudged shadow
now exposed
now covered by chry sa lis.



steve dalachinsky nyc 10/15/16/06