Adios (sung on tremolo)
Evelyn –
Why are you not
A sun-carved shape
Predictable as a
Windowless stone
I could hug you into my
Bones
Even if your hair might lure with serpents
I could kiss your feet for the longest minute
Relish without a second of hesitation
Print me against you
Evelyn
Make me a dazzling storm
Summer takes, autumn conquers
(Adios stands by a river, exits the stage. A woman appears upstream)
Evelyn (Legato)
Adios –
Strange name devolved from Adam
I was here, I know:
On the seventh day
I have been robbed of
My rib
Don’t sail to convince me
That the mark of a print does not bruise
I penned
And pined
With aches
Where were you in that soundless winter?
Where were you as every millimetre truly bloomed?
You cannot claim the victory of a
Summer
Not having lived through my stiff earth
My unbeautiful throng
