Music:hedwig & the angry inch- "the origin of love"
all these puppets cobbled together into some facsimile of a tea party. sitting around each other like numbers on a clock or stonehenge around an altar. mannequins with the secret of fire & stone, marrionettes with no guts to cut with my knife. meiosis means sex. the thrum of the rush, the whipporwil howl of genes cutting themselves into lonely halves. mytosis just sounds like death, cobwebs & dust. dna degrading cut by weary xerox by cut again. dropping in value like collectors edition plates with elvis' face shining out of them beatifically.