Invocations for New Years: A Poetry Script
OBJECT
Cue card with large letter “O” printed or painted on it
PERSONS
Performer
Audience
PERFORMER
Mmmmmmwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaudienccceee
Ppppppppfffffftttttttttt
(In
small voice.)
I’m doing vocal warm ups.
(In regular voice.)
Dear
Audience,
I
made you a cue card.
When
I hold this up, please utter,
in
loud and approximate unison,
the
syllable you see before you.
I
will demonstrate, and then we can practice together.
(Holds
up cue card.)
O!
(Lowers
cue card.)
Now
together.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
Good. Again. Louder.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
Good! Okay. Here we go.
Invocations for New Years.
O, kernel.
O, nubbly buns.
O through which time vanishes.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
O untrimmed mons.
O electronic book purchased through the website of
an
independent bookstore.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
I was blindfolded with a sleep mask stolen from the
bathroom
of
the first class cabin, and you laid your hands upon my hands.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
I won’t read any book titled with the name of a famous
man,
or of a profession, and then an apostrophe S,
and then the word “wife” or “daughter” after it.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
The remaining breast hung at half-mast.
My hair bunched out over the ears in stiff, grey puffs.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
In case you can’t save money, she said,
you can sell me your baby.
I’m ready for a lonely, animal undertaking.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
I hid the medication in her cat food and she gobbled it
right down.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
She said.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
Yeah! she said.
Reorganize the spice rack on New Years Day.
(Holds
up cue card.)
AUDIENCE + PEFORMER
O!
PERFORMER
The people in the balcony look like creeps.
I wish I were up there with them.
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