February 18, 2009

  • 31. Birds

    DOREEN.    I can find no rest. My head is filled with horrible
                    images. I can't say I actually see them, it's more
                    that I feel them. It seems that my mouth is full of
                    birds which I crunch between my teeth. Their
                    feathers, their blood and broken bones are choking
                    me. I carry on my work as a secretary.
    -A Mouthful of Birds, Caryl Churchill and David Lan