WINDOW (for Ian P[itter-p]atterson)

The sun filtered through the windows with remarkable subtlety

Rushed to the window, not to sail out of it

PART 1:

ENCOUNTER (BRIEF)

Liberate your throbbing pens...

 

1) Misunderstanding

 

a) Gender

 

you're not...

 

is she a woman?

 

you're in her room and she's just left

[wh]I do you know who you are

 

b) Names

 

but I don't know your name

                        I feel like reporting you

(he was winking at me

he's asleep)

 

c) Place

we're not in Kings

this isn't Kings this is Corpus

 

                        where are you from?

 

d) Knowing

maybe we haven't met

 

I'm not sure about you

 

I'll be back in a few minutes

from bene[dicté dominus

laudate me]t[rical] stre[ngth]et[ymologically]

 

passage

 

we don't know who each other

I don't know your name

 

It's J-

            I'm actually a female

I can't believe Nick's not up

I like Nick

He winked at you? No, it was probably a twitch -

he's far too cool for you two

                       

2) The Intentionality of Vomi[buff-]ting

 

I think we should muscle them out

Don't do anything wrong

HIPPO/CRATE!

'why tempt ye me, ye hypocrites?'

 

I don't think he did it on purpose

 

((spasmodically

 

retching)

fetching

etching on the window)

 

Go down these stairs and run

There's a staircase that's selaed off

It says on the front of the door

it says

 

this staircase is no longer in use

There's a door that goes

into a square box

 

It's so funny

 

Yes goodbye

 

PART 2

The structure doesn't need to be complete

It can fall apart