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Pergammon


(a free play)

 

Characters

He

She

It

 

(life)

 

He

The balcony is a mutation of territory. Territory is a mutation of the free wind. The free wind is a mutation of the body. The body is a mutation of the Earth. The Earth is a mutation in the system. The system is a mutation in the Universe. The Universe is a mutation in the hyper-universe. The hyper-universe is a mutation of the point. The point is a mutation of the hyper-sign. The hyper-sign is a mutation of unoccupied revenge. Unoccupied revenge is a mutation of the sole distance. Let us close the sole distance and sleep sweetly in it. Let us open the sole distance and unite with the great organic compound. Let us decorate the factory. Let us see the unseen. Let us become final.

She

Excuse me, but you're talking to yourself.

He

Let us close this supra-earthly life, so uncouth and open another. Let us prepare the dedication.

She

I just wanted to point out that you're talking to yourself.

He

Are you exposing or disclosing something within me?

She

It is after all pathology and pathology always draws attention. It's not complete madness, but one its lighter variants.

He

Is that your voice you're talking to me with?

She

I just wanted to warn you that you're talking to yourself. But, carry on if it's what brings you pleasure. The tree outside with untied hands wakes the beauty within me.

He

One world and so many directions.

She

Are you talking to yourself to attract attention?

He

Intelligent women have begun to sit at my table?

She

Light is withdrawing from our balcony most atheistically.

He

You tongue is like a piston.

She

Because I am a woman and I can distinguish between the growth of the dusk from the growth of a child. You undress me like a snake and contravene my rights.

He

We met, we are talking and you know what I think, don't you?

She

You are looking for the tunnel in me, to find an exit? I don't want to sleep with you.

He

In the last five minutes, women became frigid, and you have suddenly become very familiar/

She

You thrash souls as though they are on the end of your fishing rod.

He

Do you think the same old fate awaits us?

She

Ask again. I'll reply.

He

Where are we?

She

Oh, parchment rolled up within my heart!

He

Where are we?

She

Two ribbons sail in your eyes.

He

Where are we?

She

In Berlin. On a tour boat, passing in front of the Pergamon museum, drinking beer.

He

I'm not there. Why are you in Berlin?

She

Because there is a canal, a boat, Pergamon and beer. And then there is the wind gusting in the sky.

He

So why aren't I there?

She

You want to go back? Come on then.

He

I won!

(It enters)

She

Help...

He

I won the bet. She jettisons everything with her piston: "All right, then, come". Get you money out and place your order. I don't like myself poor, like in some black and white film. And you don't like yourself poor! Go on, place your order!

She   (to it)

I look at the sky, the sky looks back at me more strongly.

It   (to her, scattering money)

You're not a wasted advertisement, copied scenery, a cliché.

He   (to her)

Don't yell, don't shout "Police"? You look at me, but you're examining him?

She

There's a bird flying around in the sky.

It

I can capture your soul with a single look.

She

So can I.

He

The sky is in a hurry.

It

The sky is falling in.

She

Those are the bloody rivulets of the dusk, since man has not yet raised a monument to the last bee and the first bird.

He

What are you looking like that for? You take care, my young friend, why there are still no poisoned words in our mouths.

It

(to Him)

It is possible for us both to die in my favourite season, since we have been friends since the time when we stumbled towards one another in laughter.

He

(to Her)

Go on, then, find yourself a place, stretch yourself out for the three of us.

It

Leave her - she's making a turn within me. She's got inside me.

He   (to She)

Touch me first of all. Who said that hands are blind?

It   (to Her)

Light up my heart. It's not black, just covered in soot.

She

Oh, how can I say farewell to the desert! (exits)

(life)

He

Here begins the corruption - the taming of the narcissus within me.

It

The smell of movements, the smell of fluids, the smell of energy, the smell of her skirt...

He

Because you are a year, a century younger. I feel homeless, orphaned.

It

You should have said that to her - she would have been impressed.

He

Yes, women are impressed by nonsense. I want to sleep, I feel lazy. Who ruined the evening? I'm fed up of playing the game whether a blonde or a brunette will sit at my table. If we could only change this world - when was it last changed? Not for the last two thousand years. And the world can't be bothered.

It

What about wars? Wars are an attempt at change.

He

Procedures. Changes. Adventures. The lack of clarity of death. Conquests. And after the war - the aestheticisation of war. No more no less, accompanied by social explosions.

It

Let's change this world!

He

I can't be bothered to change it. It's all I can do to keep my own skeleton. I want to sleep.

It

But where is it?

He

We'll find it. Rule number one: we knock down the houses of the rich. The houses of the poor fall down by themselves.

(life)

It

She will come back.

He

She's looking for the words to come back with. She's unlocking her profundities.

It

I lift her skirt and unlock. I don't know a door, more unclear. The moon high in the sky is an orb, or is that orb her face?

He

Ever since you saw her, you haven't uttered a coarse word.

It

She'll come and she'll say, "sorry, but what time is it?"

He

At the moment she's distancing herself and will come later.

It

Can't you hear her footsteps? The tree is going up to its peak ready to jump from there like a man.

He

But she did cut us both off without good reason!

It

Because we were sitting on the terrace, and not as always inside the restaurant.

(She enters)

He (to her)

She's at the centre of life, and I am fire around her.

It (to her)

Save me from you burning thoughts!

She

Let's pull down the houses - we'll see such a sunset!

He and It

Let's pull down the other houses - for the sake of the sunrise.

She

Don't pull down all the houses - who knows what we might see.

(life)

It

Is it true that you like beer?

She

In Berlin. One afternoon. That was when I improved my insides.

It

Why did you come back?

He

Would you, in principle, transfer you illnesses to me?

She

That's a very crafty question.

He

That's very craft avoidance.

She

I haven't used them all yet.

It

Why did you come back?

She

I wanted to suggest that we pull down the houses. In this world the houses come after the people. Let's build a new world in which the houses welcome and greet people.

It

A moment ago you were frightened and ran away.

She

Oh, then time was bent over like this, but not like this, and the ill man from the dark room in Malta was not dead yet. (to Him). What stopped you?

It

The culture of the houses.

She

And you?

It

I will use my fate to its end and I will collapse.

He

So you want us to pull down the houses.

It

But we were waiting for you to come back, so that you ask what time it is.

She

Me? But I don't know a single operatic aria by heart!

It

Go on, the, ask what time it is and lie down. It's quite clear that he's going to fuck you - I can feel the disappearance of life. He looks ready for you. That bloody, disgusting rain falling over all the earth!

He

Your trousers are already aroused.

She (to her)

What did you feel when we separated?

He   (to her)

A slow, heavy, warm erection of sand. It forged a path inside me, tore me and split me asymmetrically.

She

And what did you feel?

It

Dissolution! Dissolution which you created with your eyes, your gestures, your words. Dissolution which you cast me into unwillingly and in which my phallus experienced the need of harmony. I am pleased that you came back, that you have once again come upon us.

She

I thought that I would remain only in the memory of cats.

It

Let's take the lid off and pull ourselves out of this.

He

Take the lid off and look into the re-ordering. Junk and some shambolic God or other coming down to us in jerks and shakes.

She

I want to praise him.

He

With a heroic life or a heroic death? Ha-ha. Who's incubating within me? What will be hatched? Why didn't he ask me? He can't have been bothered.

She   (to him)

Is that how you think, even amongst the smoke of the rain? You worry me like the act of love completed.

It

What on earth is going on? I am completely powerless before my breath. Who is using my heart? I am completely dumbfounded by everything.

She   (to it)

Are there any fears growing in you? Yes?

He

You are playing with brains like children. The brain has not yet been invented but has been working for a long time, producing. I will squeeze this hour with my fingers and I will squeeze out the blood. But I can't be bothered to move my hand. Only my brain is moving. (to her) Bring my the ignoble scissors to cut your hair.

It

The elements in you, the elements in you, my friend. Even in the depths of the severest winter, there are flowers for you.

He

She is the owner of the body which I like, my friend.

(life)

He

Our country hates me!

It

The house hates me!

She

My father hates me!

(life)

He

The world is alienated from me. The grandiose sloth of desperation is tearing my heart, brain and future diagonally asunder.

It

The stars are flying. Sparrows and smokers are squatting on the branches. And the cold provoked speaks through the head of the yawning, peeling benches.

She

I will gird the sky to the Earth, I will gird, I will gird and I will watch my father crawl out of the hole like an insect

He

With raised collars, the evil, mad ministers will swallow the dead medicine. They will swallow us. They will, they will.

She

How can I rewrite my life?

It

The garden is singing like an apple torn.

He

Bulgaria is moving like hundred-armed slaughtermen under our hands.

(life)

It

When you drank beer in Berlin...

She

What Berlin? Oh! I was looking at the shape of the foam. No, no, I drank beer at San Marco and watched Venice float.

It

You got so drunk - you still are. Did you drink beer or coffee there?

She

Beer rather than coffee, but it is floating. The whole world is bent over, like this...

He

Here, at the bottom, is Sofia. At night, the distance between me and Sofia becomes frightening. Then I feel the following thing: life expelled everywhere stops here.

It

And when you squeezed the blood of this hour, what then? It mixed with yours, and what then? It engulfed yours, and what then? It turned it into itself, and what then? You turned Sofia, with its seventy five kilograms with testicles instead of breasts and what then? The three of us are sitting here, and what then? You pretend not to notice - she wants to sleep with you. And what then? What is the most significant thing in life? What is the most significant?

She

Please - I don't even know your names.

It

Look into the dark corner - there you are.

She

That's not right!

It

This is Sofia, not London.

She

What's London?

It

Look, look into the corner - there you are. I'm there as well. It happened.

He

I want to make things clearer. I can tell you only about Sofia. London is an island, and islands are dry land to be avoided. Sofia is fire inside a cigarette lighter - remember my intonation.

She (to It)

The strange thing is that when I look at you the pleasant taste of beer from in front of the Pergammon flows through me, and I don't like you.

It

Don't worry - grandfather is crying for me, because the house hates me.

He

The state hates me, that's why mummy is crying for me.

She

Daddy hates me and is crying for me.

(life)

She

I don't know whether you noticed, but I can't say the letter "R"...

It

You can, you can. You might even have your own case.

He

It's wonderful to observe you. You are the profundity of the statue. You are beyond the wall.

It (to her)

There is a fist growing in my brain, because you give a dangerous appearance to the scenery.

(life)

She

   I want someone to embrace me, to hug me to them, like a kitten or a puppy

It

You want that from both of us at the same time. Didn't you understand what happened?

He

It's interesting that all my life no-one had made a comparison between me and the Danube.

(life)

He

Roads, billions of paths, streets, roads, highways and not a single one has taken people anywhere. Fragments, fragments, fragments and not a single completed life.

She

And God?

It

Illusion

He

Confusion which booms.

She

Because the hungry river always eats its fish. There's something making a noise, can you hear it?

He

I’ll hear it only if I put my ear to yours.

It

What noise - the sound of trinkets from the crucifixion

He

All human Gods are dressed in rags. Everything is that which it is.

She

And the cracked waves in the oceans?

(life)

It

Ha-Ha-Ha! What is my attic room - a collection of clouds. And what else - as though my room is doing fellatio with me. Why - because a narrow, gloomy room from which I have to escape every morning, without looks back and with my strength sucked from me. That's why I sleep on park benches in the summer. If there is anyone who wants to be happy for a moment - take this down. I dictate: measure the slope of the sky. Look, it is crying, it is sobbing its body!

(life)

She

The birds are flying calmly one next to the other.

He

I can hear the battles of the wings in the air. Where do they get the energy from?

It

They make my benches dirty. Dirty benches make me hate my father, my mother, my brothers and my sisters. To hate your origins, to want the death of others, to feel loneliness, to feel worn down by dreams, to enter and exit from the air.

(life)

She

Look at the cloud pressing down on the earth like an oxygen mask.

He

Like here is third class. What's that in your pocket?

It

A detonator. A drowsing detonator. How has it survived the cobwebs? I am my grandfather, but compressed, reduced and heavy. Uncertain times. I want to be replaced, but with what? I want to leave, but all I do is prick myself.

He

Know your own insignificance. I know mine. But what can I do with my strength?

She

A parade of visions.

It

He can't fulfil my parade. Neither can I, since there is a Pergamon between us.

She

Can you hear the grass crawling?

He

Yes, but don't worry, but why do you interrupt me? I thought that you had grasped an important thought from me - I am a yawning crack, I am wavering, I am the luxation, who will enlighten the gloom in me?

It

Luxation?

He

Why is pouring something from me.

It

I know myself only in the gloom. Gloom is sexy. And what will we do, you and I?

She

I wanted only to drink a cup of coffee, here, on the terrace, and I set next to him, then you came... Yes, father was right, injustice is everywhere.

He

I can hardly manage to douse the rebellion within myself.

It

And I would be jealous. She is beginning to like me.

She

My heart is drumming. I will share with my friends that I dream of the same glass, the same beer every night, the same tourist ship, the same water in the canal and out of the corner of my eye, I look again and I feel the Pergamon. Pergamon is table, it inspires me with immortality.

He

You sat down next to me, a moment before the fall!

She

Why did I feel pain for you for a moment - you were expecting something with a boom.

He

You misunderstood me.

She

And the dried pose of your body?

He

That is where you are wrong again. That was not my body, but my clothes, ruffled by the rough carpet on which....no, from the lace upon which... not from the prickly jacket upon which... I undressed all the girls who came and drowned into the hazy distances. I assure you that all those distances have smouldered out. Let us open the festival of our feelings!

(life)

She

Do you hear the buzzing silence? Silence is made iron, and iron is a relation of ice. I slid from the peak of the Eiffel tower and I was afraid, because, as daddy said, people who lie when they say that if a dog or a cat dies, they will die. They deceived me into looking for height, climbing the Eiffel tower. Why are you laughing?

It

Come on then, why are we laughing.

He

I will send you a reply in a letter. And it will say, "The Eiffel Tower is a habit of words". Can't you understand the meaninglessness - you haven't stepped on the bottom of the words. You are the angular smile, the white sweet.

She

When I was sliding down the ice to the bottom of the Eiffel tower, someone gave me their business card. It has "Berlin" on it, and I went there.

It

Take pity on him - go into his sphere.

She

Until then I didn't know, that my ribs can become sharp from delight, that I like to watch fairy tale calm come over beer in a transparent glass, watching it obediently take the form of the glass, and the glass filling with confidence, watching it say not in German, or in Bulgarian but in a clear, pure human language, "Ahh!".

It

Stop, that's killing it.

She

Ahhhh!

He

And then the conquering looks and conquering gestures came!?

She

And with them came the colours from the museum: lilac-blue, orange-pink, brick-red, yellow-green, dark-green, dark-lilac...

It

Is that why sat at his table, because he looked to you like him?

She

Who, "Him"?

It

That German?

She

Was he a German? No, no, you're wrong. He had just passed through the territories and was sitting inside my legs between my ankles, and the space became smaller and smaller, shrinking and shrinking, it shrank into a microscopic Pergamon and a moment later it was followed by a global explosion... the world span on its axis, the edge of the sun scratched my stomach from within... A single rose entered me and it was not me but the earth breathing. He had found a tunnel in me and was using it in the same way that I was.

It

The best thing to do would be to go down into the underpass and have a fuck behind the newspaper stand. When I hear women's confessions I want to become gay. I'll wait for you.

He

I can't understand the structure of this moment. My magnetic field is weak. Because space is pornography.

It

You go down. She is a packet. You undo the packet. Learn not to embellish the story of love with such piquant details.

She

I'm sorry, but why are you jealous of us?

It

One moment, for the wind to pass. All right, I'll let you have all the benches.

She

Who will carry me up to them on their hands?

(life)

It

We have to talk.

He

There's no point.

It

We have to, we have to.

He

Suggest a subject.

It

She - through my heart! Point her at me. You don't have any love story. You were killed by petty stories. I am still alive.

He

We thought that you were gay this evening.

It

I sent her to you! I showed her the table, I told her that it was free. You know that in situations like this the most difficult thing is to point her to a table and for her to sit down by herself.

He

She sat down because I was sitting at this table.

It

Because she knew that a moment afterwards I would sit down next to her. It is light, the intuition of our love is open.

He

Illusion

(life)

She

Can I join in your argument?

He and It

You just shut up!

She

I don't want to spoil your friendship - swap me for another.

He and It

For another! You for another?

It (to She)

Sit down!

He (to She)

Sit down, I would hit you so hard, if I wasn't so lazy. You ill-mannered, insensitive creature! I am dying and she wants to escape!

It

I will shoot my friend soon, and then I will kill myself because of her, but she!... You, you don't know who you are! It hasn't occurred to her what she means to me! Listen, as soon as I saw you, I recognise you! Don't look at me like that, don't look at me like that. You are everything for me, everything! This whole world which can be seen and which can't be seen, is not worth anything without you! Do you know what eyes you have? And you skirt, your skirt! Civilisation has developed for centuries to weave cloth like that, for a tailor to make it, for the salesgirl to sell it, and for you to show it to me, you, you, you and no-one else, here!

He

Those words are mine!

It (to She)

I confess to you, that I will kill you in a moment, then I will kill myself and all this will be because of you.

He (to She)

When you told me that I talked to myself, you really said something else. So there's nothing to run away from, because you have no idea what I can do to you, because you are, you are! Let's not mention, your skin, your hair, your voice! Just look, universe, just look at the fingers on your hands! And she wants to run away!

 

It

There's no escape!

He

From me!

It

Or from me! She

She

I shall unscrew the moon.

He

It's all over!

It

All over, all over!

She

I shall screw the moon.

He

It's all over - I discovered you!

It

I discovered you!

He

I met you!

It

I met you, I met you!

She

The moon comes and goes like a fish with a swollen body.

He

Do you know how long I've been waiting for? My loins have been sucked dry...

It

Your brain's been sucked dry!... They pulled it out of the story of my life.

He

They sucked my tongue out, they sucked my spine out!.... Bottomless murderous orgasms!

It

And for all that time, you...

He

And for all that time you were travelling around Europe, fucking!

It

Fucking!

He

And I am dying of orgasms!

It

Stop! Aren't you exaggerating? When we fucked two Chinese girls in one bed, you were great - me and mine stopped to watch you. You were happy. You were so happy!

He

Noo! No! I was unhappy!

It

But I had to drag you out of bed with a black girl to bring you here? You even made me wait at the door because you hadn't finished?

It

I was knotted in the labyrinth of an inert orgasm. (to She). Just like that - dirty, unbathed after a black girl, here I am and I say that I love you! I love you, dirty, with an exhausted spine after making love to a black girl!

It

That exhausted spine is my exhausted spine!

He

I am a spine bent like a bow with a loaded arrow.

It

Your swollen member, your swollen love.

He (to She)

Come into my enslaved bed, assembled in the vicinity of Sofia, dragged here into the belly of Sofia - and you enslaved it.

It

Goodbye, friend! And remember - she is mine! And remember - we remained alive, despite her! (leaves)

She

Come back! (goes after him)

(life)

He

I contain within myself decades of time. I am a well thought out but badly printed story. I have not been translated into foreign languages. I am a Bulgarian. I listen to the trumpets of the clouds and I think about the defective bibles in hotel rooms. I am the last identification of the social explosion and I caress the bare stomach of India. I have been re-ordered, because Mohamed was born six centuries after Christ. But I really only feel the lava behind my pubic bone. And I really only follow the lava through my phallus. I listen to the gases in the guts of girls and I don't hear the lyrical text through their mouths. I accept their faces and their kisses smell of rotten eggs. I drink beer with their friends, with women in Sofia, near Sofia, inside the veins and the canals of Sofia. I piss beer in the urinals, against the trunks of a stout tree, against the wall of a house, against the wheels of military vehicles. I am the extrapolation of the different directions concentrated in my naval. The food which made me, the films, the pictures, the orchestras which made me are not the food, films, pictures, orchestras which people will like in centuries to come. My loins are a bag for my swollen member, for my swollen laughter, for swollen sobbing. I am depraved!

(she enters)

She

We are going to get married.

He

Will you move your books to him? Will you be late for work? Will you carry a scratched chin from his three days of stubble? Bloody lips, tongue, Adam's apple? Will it hurt? You will have a red, swollen, grazed vagina?

She

I want my child to have a father.

He

You have a child?

She

I am pregnant.

He

How did you manage that in such a short space of time?

She

I couldn't actually catch up with him. While I was chasing him, he cursed. I stopped to cough, he came from the East and when he leaned over, he hid the sun. But I knew that the sun was actually behind him!

He

Oh, the Sun? You paid attention to the sun?

She

I had only heard of the sun then and I had no idea that this could have happened.

He

And what did he say?

She

He stopped, looked at me for a moment or two, a year, a century and continued.

He

And then what?

She

I came to ask whether I could have my baby in your presence.

He

I wanted that child to be mine.

She

And it will.

He

But it's his.

She

Why?

He

Then it's the German's.

She

Why?

He

Is it the fruit of indiscriminate sexual contacts?

She

No-one understands me.

He

You wanted an in-vitro pregnancy?

She

But you don't understand? I am in the first half.

He

Half of what? Of the child? Then you must be pregnant from yourself.

She

Yes that's right. I want to form the child with him.

He

Why with him and not with me?

She

May I light a cigarette? I wanted to buy a set of bed linen.

(life)

She

The end of the last dozen of my days. The end of fleeting curtains, behind which I cry. The end of rhinoceroses in my uterus... of the cracks in my dreams. The end of the pictures of Picasso.

He

You want his sexual organs to caress yours? You want to press your bodies against each other, to make a new body with your four hands, four eyes, and legs? Don't you know that this is impossible. This is an illusion, an reflection in a mirror.

She

The end of the sharp zero hour at midnight which will reflect my life, throws it somewhere and leaves me alone with my body.

He

The end of the beer industry?

She

Good, I surrender, I have bought the scissors, cut!

He

And him?

She

He will destroy the walls and will build tents.

He

And you?

She

I will hide in your embrace and I will help him.

He

And I?

She

You will bring down the night. You will decide the enigma.

He

I can't help. Because you lie. You lied both to both of us - you told us that you couldn't pronounce the letter, "r".

She

Do you have any idea how I got here?

He

And do you know that the planets and the stars are not a tattoo on the stars? Do you know that pour out the words and you shake them like a half-drunk glass of beer?

She

You are trying to change what has happened? You are trying to make my like insignificant before you? But know that for me Pergamon is not a photograph from a tourist catalogue. But your friend from childhood has a detonator strapped to his ear. And in his body there is the other half of my child. But in his body there is a part of you - you have imbibed into him and you know that you are there.

He

Is the Pergamon real?

She

Naturally. In this world the only real things are the museums. They are the dolphins. They are smiling dolphins.

He

Are you not wrong?

She

The crown of the moon lives in the windows of women.

He

I will tell you something absolutely clear. When I saw you, I allowed the view to use my heart.

Of course, this has already passed. Now I restrict your infringements, because I realised: I am no longer in the list of the happy people. He too. But now I am free despite my parts strewn here and there. Come here. I shall dive with my phallus, I will swim in you, and you will jump over the pillow intoxicated, like the beer jumps between the walls of the stomach. Take off the plaster from your body. (She takes off her blouse). Take off more plaster. (She is nude). Leave the stream to flow from you armpits... Do you not notice my wilting palms... Do you feel the changes in your body?... the growth of the quantity between your legs?... Your habits disappearing?... Sell your sights without comfort... Justify your unjust flesh. Did you understand, did you understand that there is no child?... That you are alone?... You spoke to me of your mistakes... A Hawaiian island is sailing around is... the restaurants are touching us... The restaurant has been closed for a long time... Don't feel guilty... What we're doing is murder.... He will die before us and we will be punished.

She

It is raining above the peninsula. It is raining above the whole continent... Pergamon has been kidnapped by the rain...

He

Don't justify yourself - you are not guilty for your happiness! There will be no children after us!

She

Aren't you going to tell him what happened between us?

He

He knows. He's been looking at the whole time.

She

He's left.

He

Our story can be seen best from a distance.

(life)

It

He did it, the same thing he did with the Chinese girl, the black girl and with the others...

He

Look after her - my hands have collapsed. You are no longer my opponent.

(life)

It

Since from the child the today when I peel my boiled egg and begin to eat it, I can't find the yolk?

He

Don't go against me - we are not her victims!

It

The tide break between you and me...

He

A tide break made of straw!

It

Her dead kittens. She did not look after them and she could have. Her carelessness, her position that they couldn't look after themselves... and she poured the cold fresh milk into a small saucer. They stepped into it, got their tummies wet and they all died the next day, they died infinitely...

She

I didn't cry for them!

He

And their mother - the old cat?

It

And their mother - the old cat at that time was running over the roofs of the houses, rubbing its body against the chimneys followed by a tom cat with a stiff neck staring at her...

She

But I caressed their dead bodies, I put them in the best plastic bag and put them in the rubbish bin. Sometimes the rubbish collectors don't come for two or three days to collect the rubbish and I walked past the bin suffering because I knew they were in there!

He

I am in the same situation. They told me - write a concept for the development of Bulgaria immediately and I want it on my desk in fifteen minutes!... Then I realised that I had to demolish the life which had developed by itself and that it protected me from the world, from the nonsense, but I was too lazy.

It

I didn't catch the meaning of the great words. When someone opens boxes, trunks, I always expect their contents to have been prepared for me. When I'm in a strange place and the telephone rings, I think it's for me. Then I cursed and embraced the benches. Miserable, poor curses, who will raise their fallen voices, crushed under the ruins of the houses! That's how in understood that I had to demolish to release in the middle of the massive emptiness.

She

Look - there's a swarm of bees clashing in the sky.

He

That's the benefit of the panoramic balconies. Let's see them?

She

Someone has destroyed the entire city?

He

Without us hearing it?

He

I only pressed my shoulder against a single wall. It's a fragile world.

He

Hollow world.

It

Old, exhausted world.

He

Only this panorama café has survived.

(life)

It (taking out a gun)

In the chest or in the back?

He

I don't care. (takes out his gun and gives it to her) My wedding present.

She

I've got one. (takes out her gun).

He (to It)

Don't hesitate. You promised. Shoot.

It

Aren't you going to defend yourself?

He

I'm tired. I'm lazy. Press. Look for the meaning in the pressing of the trigger - you're younger than me! I've suspected that the meaning has been there for my entire life, in the trigger and the barrel, staring at me (pause). I envy you that you've got the strength to do such absurd things - to put the world to rights! Go on then. Oh, how slow you are! Go on! Shoot! I've fed up of asking you! I'm lazy... I'm lazy... Go on, just a little, a little lazy effort with your finger on the trigger.

It (to Him)

I love you.

He (to It)

I love you.

It

Will I be able to live without you? (puts the gun down on the table)

He

I won't be able to live without you, friend. (puts the gun down on the table).

She

I would help, I mean, I would drag you apart, I would wipe the blood from your faces, but this is far from my understanding of... (puts the gun down on the table).

(life)

He

When she ordered her beer in Berlin, she pissed it in Venice, and she called from Moscow to say that Moscow has excluded all its churches, I was here, here and the murderous fatigue overcame me. You know, you understand my fatigue, friend, that's why I love you.

It

I fed grandfather and I tried to give myself a meaning.

She

I looked for father around the world to tell him that I forgive him for the fifth wedding. Not, to tell show him that I had loaded the gun for him. To punish his treachery. Then I felt that my body was licking a lump of salt.

He

That's when mummy died in my hands, slowly, painfully, because death is lazy. Because of all the ideas about the world, someone chose this version - the wrong one!

It

I have always bought weapons so that they couldn't be bought by someone who might kill with them. Yes, I am the most inadequate, because I am the most real. I love you.

(life)

He

What's so good about the people I come from? That it laughs at illnesses before dying from them?

She

Take liquids, take liquids, that's what Pergamon calls to the earth, and the sky rains.

It

You and I are the meeting of three winds. We couldn't even take revenge for the chance call to come here to the world.

He

The monogamous, homosexual, sole life is whimpering.

She

Homeless, heterogeneous freedom is spinning.

He

Men are torn by words and drowns bi-sexually. Oh, mother!

She

Oh, father!

It

Oh, grandfather?

(life)

He

All my life, the state has hated me, and I have lived for it!

It

The house, the house hates me!

She

My father hates me!

(life)

It

They are hinting that we pay. They will close. They want to wash the floor.

She

And my child? It will remain in me with one hand, one leg, one eye, half a heart...

It

Three coffees, three beers, three cigarettes.

He

Don't believe him - he's only acoustics. I saw - the world has been demolished. There is not world we have to pay.

It

You're wrong. Some people left this bar and began to demolish houses. They were two men and one woman. They were crying that want to change the world and they pressed down with their hands until they had destroyed everything. Then they came back to smoke their cigarettes and they houses had grown back.

He

I want to ask a question.

It

There's no point. In the bistro opposite, there are two men and a woman shouting that they want to change the world.

She

Give me an embrace on loan. Embrace me. I will give it back to you when you need it.

It

Too late, sorry, I haven't got any.

He

And I've got none left.

She

Order me a beer.

It

It's late, they're closing.

She

Who will take me home?

He and It

It's late. Take a taxi.

She

Can I cry?

It

It's too late - they want us to go, they're closing, it's late.

She

Can I leave you my address? Telephone? Pager? Why are you silent - don't you love me?

He

No-one said the opposite.

She

Would you give me my address, where I live, because I want to leave?

He and It

Entrance "A", third floor.

She

And what's my name?

He and It

We don't remember names. The birds and the bees are sleeping now.

She

Stop me - I am leaving. Stop me. Stop me, because what is love? Love means to suffer. Look my child has suffered. Stop me!

He and it

Stop.

She

Thank you. Good bye! (leaves)

(life)

It

She stole the detonator.

He

I saw. I couldn't be bothered to tell her to give it back to me.

He

What will we do now?

It

I suggest that we come back here after work at the same time. If you don't find me - don't wait - it means that I can't forgive you for her.

He

If I don't come, don't be surprised - it means I can't forgive you for her.

(life)

He

She'll come back tomorrow with naked eyes.

It

I know, for your sake.

It

For your sake.

He

For your sake

It

For your sake

He

For your sake

It

She demolished the houses, made a road, she's coming back, she's coming.

He

How is she not tired. There is only one life and she has reminded me of everything.

It

Me, you, she and the detonator. We are ready. The visit

(she comes in)

She

I am the crossroads between life and earth. I hear the rumbling half-heart of my child. I am the sister of this terrace. I am the conscious life of electricity which lights you. I am entirely auto-biographical. I am the person who folds the meadow of paper and carries it in my pocket. I am the privilege to be unjust because I am pregnant.

Only with these hands, with these hands I have to touch everything and fold... with these hands... only with these hands... A glass of beer, please a Pergamon museum and lots and lots of music. Play the bubbles in the beer, the bubble in the eyes of people, the fish, the bees, the birds - you are all the real music, because you know! I won the bet with myself - and you both fell in love with me! (hold the detonator high). Oh, famous man in an unsure time. Oh, Pergamon, high and immortal in the middle of an unsure world! The visit arrives in the slope of my palms... How can I stop it... How can I stop it... How can I stop it...

(life; she holds high the detonator)

It

Man is a wondrous word. No-one has wanted to hear it to the end.

She

Dirty blood is pouring into our hearts. Listen to the beating of your hearts.

He

This state has been given to us, this planet has been given to us and we are given to the state and the planet?

(life; she holds the detonator)

It

My grandfather looks at me with two white stones. I cry over my fossilised ancestors. A single-eyed hurricane arrives between the sky and the earth.

He

We are people afflicted by life.

She

Wait for us, Pergamon, we are going to measure infinity.

 

The End

 


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