FOR A PLAYER AND A CHORUS
(Chorus should pronounce their words as if they were chanting)
And now you big fat omnis, now castañemos lei fabricatura
Leprodivosa as time pass by in the middle of my poodle.
In the lunny of the patris
In the patris of the cookies
In the cookies of the mammies
And in the mammies of the yuppies.
You are now that little thing, camodilgando by the fatherlands
Que envenenan (that poison) a sus hijos (their sons) petroficados.
Like crocks of the meeks
Like meeks of the ludions
Like ludions of the tripes
And like tripes of the yogurts.
Spinning way and down to fight their unknown addresses
Apostrofiados quam umbilical cords caressing.
The mold of the mulch
The mulch of the spam
The spam of the cunts
And the ticks of the farts.
And how that continues if it has not yet begun?
UTRUM MELIFLUO DEMONIUS DIXIT:
II .AND THEN THE PLAY BEGAN:
Actors appear running all over the scenario:
Tandem!!!! Here I am!!!! (falls)
(Bells, drums and cymbals from behind the curtain)
The dongs are my dreams and my dreams flip and flop.
(Laughter and then sudden silence)
Where? Dónde? Ubi?
(Drums from very loud to very low)
Piss!!! After all: Ubi amor ibi oculus.
(People whispering behind the curtain)
CHORUS (also from behind the curtain):
E-s-p-e-r-p-e-n-t-u-s !!!!! Hurray for the Snaps, Crakles and Pops!!!
(Repeated fifty times from very low to very loud)
(makes guttural noises while at the same time "God Bless America'' is being played.
CHORUS: sings "You Must Remember This''
Actors Number 1 and Number 2 appears dancing accompanied with music of violins out of tune.
Non Moriar!!! Sed Viam!!! (repeated twenty times)
Actors number 3, number 4, number 5:
We forgot the words.
PUBLIC: (Pointing at each other):
WE FORGOT OURSELVES.
Enter the Author:
Et nunquam or nevermore or whatever may be said about all of these se aflojan las memorias and the verbigracias peritatus because the play being forgotten never was written and since it never was written the actors never existed and since the actors never existed I have never been born.
(Loud noises of objects falling to the ground).
PLAY BY TWENTY STUTTERING PLAYERS
IIII aaamm nnnot Dddoctor FFFFaussstus
Nnnneeevver ssslept iiinnn ttthhheee Plaaaza
Iiiiigggnnore ttthhheee mmmicccroooknnnnownns
Ffffforgggot tttthhheee cccoooommmerccccials
Lllooossst iiinn ttthhheee yaaahooos
Rrrrreturnend tttttoo mmmy sssssennnnder
Waaalk iiinnn tttthhhheee wronnnnddddoings
Dddddiiieddd bbebebeffffore I waaasss bbbbborn
& sosososooo ffffforth & sososossooo on
Aaaallllways tttthhheee vivivivirrrgins aaaare nnnnegatives
Esesesespews aaaannnnd oooother connnncerns
Oooorphannnnage ooofff the ssssouls
Aaaagain tttthhheee babarrrruuuummmmm
Aaaand yyyyyes: yyyyyou ddddon't kkknnnow.
Tttthhhhe oooorther bbbbbirds
Oooor tttheee fifififinnnal sssstruck
Wheeere aaare wwwe llllong?
Ddddans la lalalalattttrine.
Pepepepermutor? Remememmemember ttthhhee seseaseattted
Aaaannnnd I wowowown't remrerereremmmember thhhhe iiiinnnside
Aaannnddd the fufufullll of flifliflieeess.
SSSnnnnap the iiinnnside!! Aaannnddd it wiwiwiwiwilll ccccome out
Perperperperhaps iiiinnn the tutututurn-bbbaack
Or iiinnn theh ooottther lilililight oooofff sisisisight.
Lelelelt's all conconconsume
Sssso fefeferocious is the fofofoforeiggggnn
Shhhhh, ssssaid the ssssaint
I will cccccome.
Dandandandangerous is the rerereturn.
Yyyyyou shashashady yyyyyyou
Nnnnnone of us aaaaare hhhhere!
we mmmmmean eeeeveveveverywhere.
A nnnnnwespaper is wwwwhat it is
We ssshhhhal bbbbbbe unununsung
Nnnno rrrreason why
Nnnnno mmmmeaning ooooffff thththththat
Bbbbbut, whawhawhawhat if I dddddon't?
thththththen you will bbbbbeeee nnnnnnext
aaannnd the othothother will cccccome out.
Mimimiminus or plus?
Aaaannnnd the sssssstraight line?
Aaaaannnnd the ccccclockwise?
Nnnnot to dididididvulge!
Sisisisilence is the cccccatch of the day.
Bbbbut yes we all dddddo
The momomoment is nnnnot true
Spells aaaaare all ooooover
Youyouyou mmmmay cccccontinue.
Sisisicut the ccccradle, yes
Nnnnno questions aaaasked
Nnnno mmmminimun chachacharge
Or pepepepenalties for early wiwiwiwiwithdraw.
Whawhawhat a mmmmoment of hahahahapiness!
Is ttttttime to say grgrgrgrace.
Youyouyou mmmmay ccccontinue.
Wewewewe shall conconcontinue
I am nnnnnot?
Is the ththththing in the screen?
Iiiinnn the walls that we do nnnnot see?
Thththththey wwwwill ccccome lllllater
Memememeantime youyouyou may ccccontinue.
Lllllet's all continue.
Aaaannnnd so ffffforth aaaannnnd so ooooon.
IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
A PLAY FOR PLAYERS THAT DO NOT PLAY
Background simulating a storm
Actors in drag:
Dreamwind and tinfold
Focus nirvana told
As soon as the mother
Questions the exact day
Ut not her matterhood.
Some of the Actors:
Quadrivitur venid raudus
El water que no se derrama
Do not turn back from its soul.
Lights out. Complete darkness.
Voices from the other actors:
Homepuff missing one in the table
Or the starving lights
That questions the Big Ben
Greeting the otherwise toys.
Echoes from behind the curtain
And how about that!
Planets and others
Uber alles silentium.
Lights very slowly coming out. Actors naked.
Yes they are one
Say cheese and you might see us
Through the holes of your footsteps.
Change of scenario. Nothing in the background.
Actors dressed all in white minus one that remains naked.
The naked actor is the only one who speaks.
Forget the how here I come
Arribus hanging my late eyes
In the eye of the storm.
And then a chorus from nowhere:
But now? You must not
Be full or riflefire
Mixing the most with the few
And let it be
Or be not.
Loud music. Actors running around.
Sentences are flying
Quamquam le Pernod
Et les autres rouges
Entre the far away and you.
Another actor appear all dress in black
Its and don't sayeth the perculator
Arrived too late shadows and all
It was true.
All the scenario in complete darkness. Lights again.
One actor seated in a throne dress like a king.
And then birdlanguage
I became only
But the mirror broke.
With the flies: nothing
Slips words down the throat
As they say but in never yesterday
Salut! Woman when she undresses
The die is cast en el alrededor
And that's how we shall go.
A DRAMA UNKNOWN
Rounding the supermarket:
About the ifnots
Pres de la nuit
Like the nightmares of a doodle dandy
Cries the superbaby.
From behind: the ventriloquist:
Dands les dandelions
From interside: the sons
And yes there is a form
Nearby the muppets ran away screaming:
Unt et das, dasedunt
Where to belong?
All they sung:
In the supermagnum we lifelong
Where the table stands: www.com
And the ventriloquist murmured:
Under the footnotes
Yellow becomes the innerknot
Bright but not so cold
Again they sung:
Where is my crap?
Where is my soul?
In dust of chalk thy shalt blow.
While the ventriloquist
They have robbed the secret of my Permulator!
Actor in business attire:
To and fro:
The ask of the unknown
Earflaps crowd the curious
Lookwise the other roof.
Orphanage: quick and easy
Wonder the distant land.
Where the moonstruck
Salvation is present
Waisthoughts: a must.
In animus mundi:response
Forget the other
The other thought.
Yet in between
Splash the spirit of humanhood
Just the unborns.
And finally pastwords:
Geologs the short
Hitholes the stumps
Shitnorm the sadicoms.
Pheeewww!!!! The river shadows in the footcross.
Calendars! Where are the maps of the years?
Etoist in menon siest my delirium tremens
Facing the crowd I shall overcome.
Instead the neverno
Whistle upside down
As time goes by
And mundy will festermilk.
Arretons! Bigwig, oú est votre cul?
Here are my residues
Joking about my pipi
And the nothing will go
Flagging the south
Until it becomes the north
Rumpfuckiss. You blabbermouth
Have you forgotten your nuts?
Fuir lá bas fuir
Qué bataclán de palabras!
All are so truly yours?
But let's level: in the wake, where are we?
Like eggs just crushed
Axis, Praxis, Nexus and Plexus
Leitmotiv of the dejá vu
I will criss/cross
Where your fingers refuse to go.
Pheewww!!! Your thoughts will turn into bodybags
In the midst of your microsofts
You have touched the Matrix.
But, what else is to be undone?
FOR INCUBUS AND SUCUBUS
No matter what
Urtum corpus meus.
Occult but ergo sum
Here I come.
Perpetuam all the holes big and small!
And a great hole
Tentacles will follow
Cavernous sighs inside
Until all is out
That is the way of the milky
Pouring by and bye
In the heat of the organum
The verbum of the meat.
Let the push be
Poussez, madame, poussez
Ups and downs
One on top the other not
All the cream flows.
A PLAY OF ONE FACING THE OTHER
Standing on one foot:
Spam!!! Where is the tremens of the day?
Locust in the poquibus non fatidicus
And let the other playmate fall.
Or better still:
Irk-mince=Irkmin? Cerkmin? Irmink?
In the shower:
Loolnonabay my flaggystone orrr best my minipest
Out of the shower dripping water:
Smellthikan last the esper(non)pentus that ridicules
The ultraviolet fans of the kiddypooms.
In front of a mirror:
After all, the umbalator non respondeum nec peristatus my inner forms.
Sits in the toilet:
Tralilicum: timber & vaporizator!
From the other side if the room:
Are you the guerison?
Looking again at the mirror:
Gaze your periscope mind your best pole scratch your thoughts
Nothing is there in front or below
The forniwords perhaps
The bellowpoops nevermore
Preventing the twisted wings to fright after you.
Aloud from under the bed:
Lo and behold! The pissmania has overcome!
And back to the bed:
Sprecht your tongue mittermulch, fretterbutt, sincaput,
Bygones are bygones
The calendars are full of storms drones droll
(Imagine the ear in my dolls)
Let me sinksleep
Razor the dreams
Not to return from the go.
FOR A LOUDMOUTH ACTOR
The scenario should be covered with small pebbles that the player occasionally will pick up and throw to the public.
Let the minusplay be
And the dumb of dongs return
Let the nonlooks or the blastfools
Mancus the maiusculus
Grind the orbus
Petrified the shadows
Ringwrong the apostrophes
Bedrid the edgis
And fistulate one by one the sleepless bones.
Player sits down and sighs. Stands up and pretend to leave the scenario.
Halts crossing his arms:
Moving to enter in the gracious presence of nobody here is what I have to say:
HORSEMANSHIT EYACULING WHISPERS IN THE NOISE
SLICKY AS THE FARTS OF THE THOUSAND VIRGINS
WRECK THE BLUE OF THE HEAVENS.
Player laughs aloud. Beats his chest like Tarzan. And then screams:
The audience answers first in whispers and then screaming:
Player bows slowly walking backwards until he reaches the curtain. Suddenly turning around takes his pants off showing his butt to the audience.