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Mirror Mirror #3
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8.3.2010 |
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12.3.2010 |
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Performance at the opening "Roulette" - Eva Dabara at 5:30 PM
So what if my eyes are like seaweeds.
It's something deep and moist
though somehow unstable.
Even by that lagoon at the dark green island
a casino was built to delude people.
Here are my legs and arms, long and lean.
Just not an octopus, my God, just
not an octopus.
No wonder I was attracted to the colour of your
eyes like sea before the storm.
The smell of a remote danger.
I wasn't impressed at all by the so-called
metallic effect. I knew you would give in.
Or better still, that you would gamble.
What a big shot I am!
From the moment I've made peace
with a permanently fragile condition
I discovered the flexibility of the willow
whose drops are wrongly perceived
as sweat or tears.
Now you are dizzy in the roulette of my eyes.
As long as the croupier is calling out loud,
the guard is watching the sliding door
and the chance we win, the chance we win
and get away with it
Eva Dabara
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