No sense of inner
motion. It is
the eye that
activates, starting
with the mountain
outside the window
& spiralling counter-
clockwise round
the room. The assassin
seems unthreatened
by it all. The
naked woman lying
bloody-mouthed &
lifeless on the un-
clothed bed
is a past he is
indifferent to. No
different to
his appreciation of
the watchers at
the window, the net
& leg-armed
blunt force trauma
waiting by the door.
If time restarts they
may present a
possible future, but in
this tableauxed moment
only the music
captures him.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
#60 The Threatened Assassin
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