beckett remix 1

[neil jenkins]

Note Movement this all silent but for her eye on her sins a few more 
likely the ears and stare again [Silence] no love of it was coming back 
in the eye a second or for her life when suddenly she was not so that 
light reflex they call it or powerless to stop pause a few steps then 
oh long after all dead still sufficiently oh long after all that light 
of deceit or powerless to give up woman stood there get her hand the 
tears presumably on the whole being punished for on its own quick grab 
and if she hastened towards it not in a few steps then stop no idea 
what the lips moving imagine no she had never heard elsewhere so far ha 
so far then pay and off writhe she didn't know if proof were needed 
flashed through her brought up as little thing before its own quick 
grab and all the mouth like moonbeam but for a voice at first she had 
to give up to hear piece it reasoned vain questionings and off writhe 
she survived even shopping out shopping centre supermart just enough 
pause to admit could that nothing she began trying what had not only 
for cowslips to hear the time she should was it stop stare into space 
then stop stare at straw straining to try whole body like maddened all 
that she had been how she feel just the light and the machine more stop 
the skull