We write into the day
not to escape
the physics of the real,
nor to elude
the confines of the simulated, the phony,
nor even to flee
the plot points of any mere
capitalist realism,
though there’s that, but
to welcome
the metaphysics of
the possible.
With metanoia as our guide,
our muse, our rhythm,
let our bodies
and their words
bring the otherwise
into being.
Trance-Scripts 