Scene I
the curtain lifts
a chain link fence falls ripping down a black curtain decorated in mock shrunken heads
a family of blindfolded skeletons sits on a couch
upholstered in lazy complacency (still pondering how to convey this thought in physical manifestation)
watching TV upon which images flash
as a lone light bulb flickers overhead
an apple shaped egg
painted sin red
snake rattler for a stem
as jaundiced babies
skip rope with blood tipped strands of barbwire
despite the briers underfoot
the apple shaped egg
cracks
into puzzle pieces which float upward into the fog
(Lighting effect : thin green overcast through light fog hovering above)
(Music effect : the sounds of a garbage truck dubbed over the conversation and sounds of doctors performing brain surgery)
(ME - at end of scene.. a thunderclap followed by toilet flushing)
throughout the rest of it these skeleton people
Everyman images
are going to gain and lose flesh in relation to whether their allotted time is wasteful or fruitful
Marionettes will be replaced with live actors when feasible
possibly add in screened animations
sometimes its easier to feed the sheep than to wait for them to find the mushrooms in the field
scene II
skeleton father eats a frayed bundle of wires coming out of the TV and defecates a talking toaster
gains flesh over cranium
skeleton mother writes at a flaming desk
blood pours from her viscera (which manifests gradually as she writes) and pools on floor beneath her chair
mechanical ants follow the crimson trail
flesh forms in streaks up her torso
bones shower down
bones shower down
bones shower down
skeletal siblings gather the bones and form a cave
with a mystical aire about the scene
(ME - mid tone rattle)
(ME - subtle wind howl)
christ emerges from cave choking a rooster
curtain falls
(Audience Sensory Effect - feathers rain down upon the audience)
a naked couple streak across the front of the stage howling with laughter and gaiety
(SE - an ominous voice as if that of God gives sounds of disapproving huffs
a Satyr peeks out from behind the curtain and smiles)
(SE - galloping horses played loud for 1 mins 9 secs)
end scene II
harlequin wearing a fig leaf juggles dead doves and begins soliloquy:
animal crackers on a stampede
lullaby death songs played upon empty skulls with a silver mallet
licking the drool of werewolves off the backs of innocent chicks
replacing my own debaucherous* intent
spiders barking at the moon tangled in their own web
weaving a portal for flittering* time-bugs
talking toaster skates onto the set:
"severing 5 rings forsaken
rediscovering what was once abandoned
and tossing that which tinkered
diamond dust blown into the eyes of the masses
pissing on the norms just so they will lose the apple tree laden need for elaborate fig leafs
wheels and clocks
cogs and stripes"
(SE – sound bit of tea kettle boiling overdubbed with enhanced sound effect of butterfly wings flapping)
harlequin:
abusing the daughter of death
like the way beauty taunts the flames of hell
Sanskrit wrote in the mud
musings for misplaced fiddler crabs
the sun puked burning enigmas onto the albino skin of the moon just watch the stars weep
the insignia of the insane is an oompaloompa in straight jacket stapled to a cross
bite pieces of my beautiful vulgarity from my faltering torso
and spit love onto my parakeets sidewalk of chirp trodden memories
barfly with torn wings and a one way ticket
lands on a broken whiskey bottle
and tastes clear vision for the first time since the distillery of souls was closed and sold overseas for cheap labor
the rash splotched skin of sundial grimaces was pulled taut over the window
and happy pigs in purple coats of majesty placed a thousand kisses upon the damp ungiving doorface
no death for bitter drunks just closed bars and overdosed hookers
heaven flows in cheap wine and cheaper perfume for those who turn a wrong turn at Perdition Junction
tasting starfish like a bulimic Sumo wrestler hoping for epiphanies via astronomy
(SE - drunken sex noises)
(ASE - the aroma of cheap whiskey fills room as shredded playing cards fall from overhead)
end scene iii
open scene iv
AE - swarming bees gradually getting louder
skeletal brother as teen feeding poison to dayglo human espue rats on the street corner
his bones ice over
skeletal sister applies her self in school employing a quest for knowledge
ribbons of skin spiral up her figure and twenty one doves are released into the audience
AE - windchimes
talking toaster (who is forever lurking in the shadowy corner on the edge of light):
Truths come from the strangest of places whilst lies abound in a friendly veil
SE - absolute darkness befalls theatre - hold for thirty seconds of panic
strobe for one minute while -
skeletons flail down the aisles
AE - bones rattling
autumn leaves blown into audience from rear
skeleton mother divorces for salvation of self
dreams of spanish moss monsters waltzing while chasing flaming clocks
flesh completes upon waking and shakes the fragments of transience from her countenance
she is crucified
only no believers at feet
descends back into the unreal reality of plot
actress steps forward
in casting role seek tall pale complected red headed woman of natural beauty beginning to show the badges of Life
with a whiskey voice that could befall angels
meryl streep circa 1999
Mary suckles Cosmic Cow of Creation (painted in dayglo handprints and puzzle piece silohettes)
close act with front curtain fall (weighted so it falls very fast with force)
inner curtain drops as nude harpist takes stage for intermission
front curtain rises
turn on exit lighting, keep overall light level subdued
ok, im gonna go put my brain in a blender as a break from this, i feel pleasantly discombobulated
Author notes
this probably wont be finished by the time the contest is over and is not persay poetry but will contain excerpts of poetic soliloqueys throughout this amateur attempt at writting a play or atleast capturing the odd mental clankings that I envision transpiring in that arts medium. rhetorical stance is a muthafucker. rewind... uhm yeah, this is like a Sarte & Nieitsche influenced macabre existentialist take cast through eyes trippin on Dali and bloodshot on Bukowski. or atleast those are the sick fuckers who influenced this sick fuckers ponderings upon the human zoo.
premised prompt - underwater sculpture
A contest entry
- Existentialism by Envelope.
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Comments
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If Im honest I found it difficult to relate to the poem although I can tell it was a bugger to write
Thanks for entering -
thank you for entering
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Not really my kind of poem. The imagery was decent, I just couldn't get into it. Thanks for entering though.
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...wow...
...not only was this written before my long abstract play/poem project it's also a lot more smoother and works on many more levels...without resorting to thingymagoo...
...this is how I see it:
Scene 1: Shows how people's brains turn off when they no longer need their function (thus the skeletons by the TV) as when we leave work we are encouraged to shut our minds off until work begins again...
Scene 2: Takes this to a whole new level of chaos...the skeletons start to develop flesh as they become more restless and turn their minds on...and this eventually destroys them...there is so much fresh vivid anarchy in this scene...I love it...
Scene 3: This is a sensory overload for me this one...I'm not entirely sure what the concept is...and I love it...
Scene 4: I'm trying to work out what the talking toaster represents...but I just can't do it!! I think scene 4 shows the eventual break down of a family that's mind is completely turned off...as of course when people stop to think they eventually crave more in life...as they're not thinking...that makes no sense but...still...
...absolutely superb...one of my favourite pieces from you...
Oliver
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Wow someone knows how to draw a whole world for a reader
I saw the whole thing!
This is brillant!
Well done XD
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A playwrite/poet just recieved the Pulitzer among other honors. keep it up, ya never know. thank you for entering. Good job with the imagery ... I could see things very well.
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fuck theres a lot going on here.
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im going to have to re-read this a few more times with different colored lightbulbs to get the full effect i think. Sundance have a category for this? You are definately kickin up some dust storms here. Peace. Gary
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Thank you good sir. I am not sure this is capable of being categorized but with a little luck and a lot of focus maybe one day we will find out.
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This is fantastic, you kept me on the edge of my seat up until the end. Something different and I like it. Best to you in the contest
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Glad ya liked the first installment.
dig the new pic btw.
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Satans broadway xD
i loved it, i pictured everything as a real show and from the minute i took my seat i was captured by the abstract nature of a very unique piece of writing
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glad ya enjoyed hoss. granted this hits on numerous fables, myths, and biblical references but Satan is not one of em, albeit an Everyman lesson of morees touching upon cores concepts of good and evil. anyhoo, before I get to ramblin. .
hope to be wrapping this up soon. one manifested, 3 more to go... and what to do with that damn toaster.. hehehe. peace out hoss, stay tuned.
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OMFG!!!
i am at a loss for words
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grins
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Jesus choked a...
Blindfolded skeletons.
"the apple shaped egg
cracks
into puzzle pieces which float upward into the fog"
That is straight wicked imagery, bro.
"skeleton father eats a frayed bundle of wires coming out of the tv and defecates a talking toaster"
LMMFAO!
The sound effect were just trippy, it's an overused term, but I only use it in proper context. I could hear them.
Man, this was so good.
If you don't win this contest, she is CRAZY!
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so she is hehehehhe
glad ya enjoyed hoss, thanks for bringin my attention back to theis piece. i need to write somethigng before sleep and nothing is prompting me.. till now.
time for the next scene.
again, thanks for stopping by, cheers!
Adrian
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That was a great write I really enjoyed your story it really was a fasinating play.
The Positives:
That was very cool very origional. I loved how diffrent this was from anything I have read so far ty for entering it
Room For Improvement:
Nothing I can see you did wonderful
My Favorite Part:
animal crackers on a stampede
lullibye death songs played upon empty skulls with a silver mallet
licking the drool of werewolves off the backs of innocent chics
replacing my own debaucherous intent
spiders barking at the moon tangled in their own web
weaving a portal for flittering time-bugs
talking toaster skates onto the set:
"severing 5 rings forsaken
rediscovering what was once abandoned
and tossing that which tinkered
diamond dust blown into the eyes of the masses
pissing on the norms just so they will lose the apple tree laden need for elaborate fig leafs
wheels and clocks
cogs and stripes"
This was so fasinating!!
Overall:
I give this an 8/10 you did great. I hope to see you in my future contests thanks so much for entering.
~*~Apathetic Poison~*~
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i still wanna direct this...gawd, you are so amazing...this is a phenominal play...i can see this, brilliantly clear in my mind...truly incredible...love love love it
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"christ emerges from cave choking a rooster" Lawrence reference? if so, just this alone deserves a 10000 clappies. Love this, they definetly sound more interesting than my family. I can see this becoming a movie, though more of an animation, for budget reasons at least.
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Damn..this has the hallmarks of a wonderful 'arthouse' flick...look forward to more
C
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(brushes feathers and shredded Ace of Hearts from her hair)
you rang?
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bookmarked so this doesn't get lost in the mayhem
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You are so You! You take my mind to another plane and then past those outer limits...Thankyou...kudos
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"christ emerges from cave choking a rooster" OMG funny!
Enjoyed this.
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