As I swim my way clumsily through the afterwards of performing in Stefan Jovanovic’ Wild Card at Sadlers Wells (6-8 June), I thought to post the words that I wrote and spoke in this work … with a few photographed moments that were captured in the dress run by Camilla Greenwell;
Sometimes it is a white hot fire
Too hot for her to handle
It invades every part of her being
Sears her belly with a wildness that has always been there
It charges in and demands attention and satiation
And it brands her permanently
Burns
Every
where
This lava river brings smoke that suffocates reason and flames that turn convention to ash
It does not care
This soul earth fire
it is
her animal
loving
Animal
Taken utterly
Given completely
No
Time
Passes
Surrender
No
Thing
Remains