Thursday 20 September 2007

Where are you?



Where are you?

I’m over here

Are you in a hotel? Are you on a train? Are you on an aeroplane?
You’re outside a gasworks. A school. A theatre.

I’m in a theatre
And I’m sorry


Questions are turning into statements. Acceptance speeches are turning into apologies. And they’re locating us. They’re saying we’re not actually in other places we’re in a theatre. I suppose by describing those other places we’re taking people on a journey and we’re destroying it.

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