I am not now that which I have been.
- Lord Byron
You befriend a Chinese Puzzle Box,
walk through scenes of over-rehearsal and exasperation.
The (mis)direction is good for both of you.
This time without the backdrop.
You begin to lose interest, yes?
Nonetheless, proceed as if smearing paint on canvas.
Forget the image. There is none.
Wing it.
Let yourself be enveloped by the drama
of the moment, the spontaneity
of the lens, the elements of time captured.
Bemoan the loss.
Again, this time with tension.
The method is beside the point
resurfacing as binaries
which down the road will have their say
striking a chord with many.
(Pretend an audience.)
See how far you can take it.
The surprise will be costumed in the next chapter
however oppositional.
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| Rosalind Solomon |