f(r)ought

distorted twisted human
psyche wrapped around
explosives
packed walking
through
in the streets of
medina

i always worked with dancers
confrontation and violent
sensory
a new
sort of input

why not allow you to o
judge for yourself

uncle tom sold barbecue
for fashion

this is my work
free
open to the public

a new band of
cutting
edge away to think complexities
emerge
with this new
expressive
opportunity

anew way of doing
what is old

they are the new performers
rivet ed ing
we watch every
move a dance
technology flitting its way
along a path we flirt
a way
away
to oblivion