{"id":530,"date":"2013-09-02T00:56:12","date_gmt":"2013-09-02T04:56:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thememorexe.com\/?p=530"},"modified":"2021-03-22T05:38:42","modified_gmt":"2021-03-22T09:38:42","slug":"lady-byrd-meets-strutting-red-wing-from-echosystem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thememorexe.com\/wordpress\/?p=530","title":{"rendered":"Lady Byrd meets Strutting Red Wing (from echo::system)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>a schoolgirl daydreaming<\/p>\n<p>(gen x equations) \u2026<\/p>\n<p>floating\u2026<\/p>\n<p>into membranes\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>a plain of glittering minefields<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">to go deeper.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i>) expand particular moment<\/i><\/p>\n<p>sense ocean<\/p>\n<p>velvet lilac colors in the surface of the water<\/p>\n<p>and of the body<\/p>\n<p>no ghosts \/ just the sprigs of things<\/p>\n<p>lovers as skunks\u2014<\/p>\n<p>no tire tracks<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>ladybird, ladybird,<\/p>\n<p>rust and dream<\/p>\n<p>fire grain oracles<\/p>\n<p>the thump thump of gila mudmen<\/p>\n<p>tattooed into the fork in the road<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>blue markings on her torso,<\/p>\n<p>hours in dreamy near-dementia<\/p>\n<p><i>machines that suppress Time\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She says:<\/p>\n<p><i>\u201cthe first man I kill I take his skin and trade it for my own\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n<p>she notes the black of space<i>: <\/i>endless repetition creates a trance<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI am a bullet,\u201d says Strutting Red Wing<i><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>she finally remembers to breathe<i>, <\/i>unaware his violent rupture has transformed<\/p>\n<p>Strutting Red Wing says nothing<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i>A great wall of porcelain arches up and out \u2014<\/i><\/p>\n<p>\u201cBeautiful stability,\u201d says Strutting Red Wing<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>but Lady Byrd wants to go higher<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>___________________________________________________________<\/p>\n<p>*echo::system is an interactive media installation\/performance &nbsp;initiated by Grisha Coleman, bringing together &nbsp;a spectrum of cross-disciplinary practices. 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