the fall from DREAMING by Mitei Noise Narico & Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi

1. The fall

I was in a house
Directing a research
Or an investigation
Several people
With me on the terrace
I talk in front of them
With a micro
And agitating my hands
In the air

The house
has an open terrace on a precipice
Like a Hitchcock film
I slip inattentive my foot while I’m talking
There’s no protection
And I enter the precipice
Head before

And I find myself
Falling
Falling
Falling
For a long run
Towards the green water below

I don’t recall my life while I fall
I look at the wonderful
Green water
And I ask myself if I fear
I don’t

I think also
what
Is going to happen next
I imagine the water
Ask myself
How deep it is

But then in the last bit
of the fall
The velocity
slows down
Slows down
To Slow motion

I see the water near
I turn upright
I’m over the water
I jump with my feet
Several times
on its surface
And I step on the beach
Safe

Looking at my feet
I wear red shoes

Little stones
Glue on my skin

• Electronic
• Punk
• Spoken Word
• grun-tu-molani
• noise
• voice
• Marseille