False Starts toward Happiness on the 20th I'll see Mr. Lonliness Tapdancing a couple days later.

[Man table, lamp. Lamp darkens.]

Man: With the lights of my life
out
Stare at wall
and blind
when stare at my foot past the mud villages...
[mouth gapes]

Boy: Life fragile.
Grandfather
like
this candle blow out.
too-pure-existence-in-world.
Grandfather, left-cancered eye
from sunlight.
[scatters pennies]
Help, butcher excise-cyst.
Foot not.

[Man stands. Enter Butcher enter Other Man.]

Other Man: In the ten worlds of th directions
no no I mean in worlds of the in the
worlds of 10 directions no no
I mean If I were there you'd be there too cause I CAN'T SEE WHAT TIME IT IS IN THE DARK WITH MY GLASS OF SUGAR WATER AND THE NON-DIRECTIONS THAT COME AFTERWARDS
ELEVATING WHICH OF TWO HANDS AND STRIKE IN HEAD WITH

VOICE: Up up up up toward the grey sky.

[hood applied to head, sits in chair Center stage. Butcher on manacle BOYS foot, Man wither backwards to chair in shadows.]

MAN: IN THE TEN WORLDS HURTLING OUT
FROM TEN DIRECTIONS FROM SKULL
[black skull thrown on, cracks open]
I thought most beautiful thing of world can-be: Vietnam Jungle.
Not single human life lost, just mercy just noise of wind in the jungle
not one American soldier died and all their civilians.

[Enter cripple girl. Cripple forward.]

GIRL: I going read poem
[collapse expose self, stand expose self enter old man with plastic bucket.]
It pisses and it pisses and it pisses
[pause]
Time and therefore the self bleeding backwards.

VOICE: For if this body comparable to the universe...

MAN: In absence of self from head, when mind is submersed, in this absence. You desire cut off my foot, look at eye?