Public Square from MUTATIS MUTANDIS by Construction & Destruction

I could be blindfolded
and groping for the chopping block.

The house burned to the ground
in the night.
I don’t know if I was there.
If I was,
I was scared.
If I was,
I was scared.

I could give over to terror and never come back.
Was I there already?
Did I light my own hair?
Was it a public square?
Was I throwing light?

I heard a rush of air from above;
I felt the hot blade fall.
I don’t know if I was there.
If I was,
I was scared.
If I was,
I was scared.

I could give over to terror and never come back.
Was I there already?
Did my slapped cheek turn pink?
Was there a funerary pyre?
Was I pushed and did I resist?

• Experimental
• Independent
• Singer-songwriter
• Spook Rock
• avant-garde
• noise
• Port Greville