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A poem for monsters. How much is in you to give? A test.
Can you love an ugly child? Fat, tiny, whiny and useless, suddenly appearing into your life? Is it organic or manufactured, artificial or natural?
Can you love an ugly child who looks like trouble growing with hunger and thirst, who does not belong here or anywhere but needs a place to stay? Whose whole being yells how out of place she is even though she is quietly looking at you.
Can you give affection to a little beast who is an image of you? Maybe forgotten and hidden. Who reminds you of your weaknesses, your desires which you cannot attend to and fulfil because of that visible existence of someone new, an invader, an intruder grabbing you from your gut. Sounds like a leach.
Can you put priorities of your own aside and love someone with two heads and a heart that pounds noise in which nobody can sleep, unconditionally, without saying you owe me?
Screaming, needy and pathetic, noisier and messier. Heads following sudden ideas, not obeying anything said. Someone with three legs, several hands and wide open mouths nonstop.
Can you love an ugly child that needs to be loved more than you could ever imagine, loved more than you love yourself?
Put all your warmth on that tiny body that breaks everything just to try out what happens? How much warmth do you have to spare and what changes?
A performance for a group of people
There is a jar, a large glass jar half full of water on the table.
Group of people are standing by the table. One person goes to the window with the jar and pours the water out the open window in silence.
Glass jar is returned to the table and everyone at one’s turn takes the jar and shouts inside the jar in one’s own way. The one who poured the water out the window will shout first in the jar.
Performance is finished when everyone has passed the jar forward to the next one,
till everyone has screamed or shouted in the jar. No words, just noise.