A Rare (Blasted) Sensation

hotel room, double bed,silver and wood, glasses for champagne,TV
large windows with white curtains-outside the world
no sound inside
day or night?doesn't matter
man and girl-older, sick-
helpless-is she?
'I love you'-'I don't'-a moment
he will give her flowers-she will bite him--they will make love

next morning comes--sound of water falling
'city is ours now'-blast
bare stage-- bed left-no wood, no silver, no curtains
world inside,a dark morning-it smells
want to cry, throw up-don't runaway
man and man-facing- helpless-is he?
angry and abandoned-remembers-a moment
she will come back,eat sausages and say 'no' all the time
a language I dont speak-- yet stabbing me inside

'this is not a story everyone wants to hear'
this is a production everybody must see
'stories must be personal'
now this is personal

no pictures-scattered words
rare sensation
the world outside
walking in the City late
waiting for the train
people running
angry
helpless
rain falls
clean-is she?
a moment

reconciliation
no- no other choice
nowhere to go
need
'I don't'
abandoned
selfless
stay
thank you