Our Limbs, The Land
we watch each other cry as the flesh weeps from loneliness
The Chandler Theatre | 2023 | devised crafted and performed by Romi Sarfaty, Dale Williamson, Julienne Restall and Yasha Mostert.
A multidisciplinary performance questioning how the world would be if it looked like the way it feel.
let my brain soak in decisions that were made before I was born.
Terror wreaks havoc in the stomach ad I levitate off the hills,
the rivers of vile run with rage.
I am too afraid to dive into my thoughts, and realise I have none of my own.
My head fills with wisps of fairy wings, silence singing a deafening hum.
I feel like I'm dying, why can't I shake this feeling?
I think my heart is broken,
or am I just constantly overwhelmed?
It’s only very lately that I became like this.
I’ve been like the other me for so long, that when I retruded back to my head it was almost empty.
A big endless greenscreen and the freeing feeling of stupidity.
…
You gave back pain, or you gave nothing at all.
…
So I broadcasted big landscapes on my green screen, and they moved like views running from the window seat in the train. I started crying the people’s pain out, running skinless and shapeless from hill to hill.
I will run until I fall and my body will congeal and become one of them.
It doesn’t seem like such a bad idea to be inanimate anymore.
I’m so sorry I don’t know what’s wrong with me.