DECOMPOSING FEM

It had something to with loss

Something to do about lust

The lexicon of lust

No trust

No crust

Crumbs

It had something to do with love

It had nothing to do with love

It had something to do with nothing about love about lust 

Fuck

I needed to be

Fucked

It had something to do with needing to be fucked

It had nothing to do with needing to fuck

It had everything to do with needing to fuck needing to be fucked

Could I see you?

Could I hold you?

Could I touch your lips with my

I ran my finger

My tongue along

The way your hair curled

The way your waist folded

Did this unfold

Did this enfold

Did I hold me

Did I breath me

Did I need me

Did I see me

Did I fly

I tried to hold my dick

It didn’t want a lick 

I held a space for you

It had something to do with loss

It had something to do with breaking up

It was something about breaking up with the old me

The me I was

The me I always was

The me I’ll never be

The me I chose to see

To not see

And breathe

And sleep

And secrete 

And believe in

I needed to believe in me

I needed to not betray me

I needed to hold space for not betraying me

It was something about not betraying the dream

Our dream


We were building something 

Building ourselves 

Heel by heel

Platform on carpet on concrete 

I held space for them

For him

For her

I love her

I loved her

I love them

I did then

I live them

I was then

Holding space for where

Where you and me can be free

Can fly

It was something about a trophy

Trophy wife

Trophy life

Trophy cunt

Trophy bundt cake

Trophy ass shake

My ass still doesn’t shake

It doesn’t move

Twerking

Twerk

Torque

My lower back

My lovers back

My ass crack

I held it open

For you

It was something about a trophy

An idol

A price

A monument 

Erected this monument 

Cascading gold

Golden angel

Fallen Angel 

Risen 

Rising

Summer sun

It had something to do with the rising summer sun

Golden hour

The beads of sweat fell down your chest

Over your inflating breasts

The drops fell from your armpit 

I saw them hit the floor


You were in pain

I was in pain

May 2024

IceBox Project Space - Philadelphia PA

Producer - Gwendy Smith

Choreographer - Gwendy Smith

Costume Designer and Fabricator - Gwendy Smith

Set Designer and Fabricator - Gwendy Smith

Hair Stylist - Fyre Blackwood

Sound Designer - Kat Nzingha

Lighting Designer and Operator - Su Güzey

Stagehands - Carolyn Anello and Ian Winscom

Costume Coordinator - Carolyn Anello

Bouncer - Harley Honey