Structural Reorganisation (2017)

Performance at SEASONS, Maxilla Space, March 2017

Dear Skin,
I wish I knew your touch
To feel you, not feel with you
Not inside you –
not behind you,
Under your limits,
All the nerves I never knew I had
Wriggling to be outwards
Doubtful of directions once discharged,
Little worms, little threads,
battling to the surface
and winding their way
jagged and determined
and fast
so fast that they could be pulses
electric pulses
electric charges
charging out through follicles
leaving fragments of their filaments
In me, on me, somewhere between my borders
Just begging to be scratched out.

Top image: Laura Dee Milnes, Structural Reorganisation (2017). Photo by Hannah Rowan