roarawar feartata: The Tower Anagogues

performed on thursday June 2nd by roarawar feartata (craig peade & benjamin cittadini)

sound by Nick Beer

photo's by Nick Stephenson & Brigid Jackson

roarwar feartata: 24hr Tower People

1:55pm

clouds are now and this

is the bottomless sleep,

time taken

is time best given away

2:38pm

child's eyes cling

whilst parents

drag their eyes away

4:00pm

small doors close

dreams open automatically

4:50pm

old men with late autumn eyes

grow invisible

when standing in their pyjamas

5:08pm

the man behind the hand

reaches out

and touches no-one

5:15pm

night gardeners

set their watches aglow,

worn hands harvest

the slow moon

6:24

your face may be familiar

but you intentions are undeclared -

swipe your card, sign in,

I forget you

8:00pm

Wasted my time

made me laugh

8:33pm

I'm the pizza man

please

let me out

8:48

workers of the night

and the early morning

stare straight ahead

and dream

9:59pm

every second builds

a balloon

10:08pm

slide open

slide in

slide up

slide down slide down . . .

10:13pm

too many children

are without balloons tonight

10:44pm

Mohammed

longs

for bed

11:00pm

surprise...

I forgot my teeth

11:04pm

it's out time together-

between this door and that

between the post boxes and the elevator

between "what are you doing" and "I'm not sure"

between a midnight cigarette and breakfast at noon

-it's our time together

11:29pm

sally is a dog

of few words,

unlike

her master

11:42pm

my body is a victim

of my lack of foresight

1:00am

space grows darker

the longer I stare at it

1:30am

with a renewed sense of loss

I reach in to the hole that defines me

1:35am

it's very

very hard

to get australian residency

these days

2:25am

even at the darkest hour

stray cats are snoring

3:10am

my touchscreen is beautiful

but my wife cannot get a visa

3:48am

when I think of you

I fall

into the arms

of the rising sun

4:00am

the Tower is short on sleepwalkers:

elevators stand idle, waiting to come down.

4:29am

mist spills off the roof

and settles quietly

on the streets below

5:05am

birthday cards are blank

the blankets are unfurling,

dirty white delivery vans stall

and the smallest birds are hungry

5:55am

fresh scented necks

stretch out into the frigid air

6:15am

sleeps long arms

hang heavily by my side

6:55am

I am not dying

today

7:00am

it's no secret

the cleaners

keep the peace

7:25am

security guards can really sing

when their shift is nearly over