Eastern Plays Page #3

I want to love all human beings.

I want to embrace them.

But it doesn't work. Goddammit!

Do you have a lover?

No, no.

I assure you. I don't have a lover.

Neither do I.

That I will never love again

and that I will become a philosopher.

Bye, ltso.

On a bed I laid ill

White room with no stars

Oranges on the floor

I have neither brothers nor sisters

Fears I pin with needles

And the salt I eat with a spoon

My body has no skin

You are away - Im mute

Inject! Inject!

Inject me with love

Tiny snakes I stick with my fingers

And I drown in wells

The devils are believers

And spin the souls around

I went blind from too many words

I went deaf from too much dark

My body is too tight for me

I'm gonna fold into a little dot

Hey, boy!

Come and help me.

Please, come and help me.

With that cardboard?

Take that bag.

Do you live closeby?

Very close.

On the second floor.

Leave the bag over there.

I felt so warm.

I fell asleep.

I feel like I've been here before.

It feels like home.

It's you? Come in.

Can I spend the night?

Come on in.

I mean...

- What is it?

- I'm not alone.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Angela.

Christo.

But there's just one bed.

So?

Your bag... Are you in trouble?

I can't stand those two at home anymore.

Why don't we have a beer?

What are these bushes?

Herbs.

Angela, Angela

A child from the wild desert of Love

Angela!

You are the only one I love

What?

I want you to teach me to draw.

On a Sunday?

Let's have a beer first.

Sh*t. I'm out.

Is there any coffee?

We'll find some.

You snore like a bear.

Ah, Sashe!

My brother and...

his girlfriend.

Who's that?

My roommate.

Where did Angela go?

She went home.

Memoriam of Christo

Christov-Itso 1969-2008

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