Thursday, December 13, 2007

All My Love Come Down



Calling all women-men, and men-women too
The Lady-Bug Hopper wants you for a game

feel her and be felt
smell her and be smelt
taste her and be tasted

fuck her and be fucked
do her and be done
make her and be made

fling her and be flung
hold her and be held
spread her and be spread

find her and be found
lose her and be lost
her be and be her

8 comments:

Ernesto M. said...

What is it about a frenzy that brings a smile to most peoples faces ? Maybe it's because you seem so isolated in this clip, but at the same time being kept company by sound and movement like they were other people. :)

Clare Byrne said...

Hi ernesto, thanks for writing! really cool thought -yes, in this rite many sounds, voices, and personalities going on in me, and around me (are these the same thing?)

Mary said...

Yes, yes, and which identity is this imperious British nanny? She is funny AND scary.

Clare Byrne said...

she's raw source material, straight out of the cosmic hopper (he he) -- I'm sure her meta-characteristics will find her way into something though.

Monica said...

I GAVE YOU THOSE UNDIES!!!

said...

cool, made me smile ... and post. happy new year. matt gough

Shoshana Rose said...

YOU are totallyb brilliant! That went straight to my gut; both the poem and the video! God, I wish you were in So California!

Happy New Year!

MUAH!
xoxox

shoshi

Clare Byrne said...

hi Shoshi and Matt -- nice to hear from you, thanks for checking it out...