The breakdowns happen in the broken
buildings. Here is a woman having one. She
doesn’t look good. See her, her lips are so far
apart they might split her whole head open.
Woe is me. Behind her, the water flows
slenderly from a wall. (There is a water
fountain.) Something is trying to break
though. But not breaking through. Her
breasts are not real. There is nothing flowing
from them. Her ankles are wrapped in ice.
The pipes hiss—or try to. There is too much
sadness/adhesive. See her, her feet are
Remember the Dr. Who episode? Weeping
angels. They are statues that haunt you.
Gargoyle. Wanderlust. Gollum. One of them
might look like a cherub. Another one might
look like your mother. They are all bad.
They come from the shadows and find you,
when you’re not watching. They touch you,
you go back to another place. (In Time.)
You meet your father, and end up killing
him. That’s really bad. You die before you
are even born…. you don’t exist. Who are
you watching? Are you sure that they’re not