The Night Where You No Longer Live by Meghan O'Rourke

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Night Where You No Longer Live

by Meghan O'Rourke

 

Was it like lifting a veil

And was the grass treacherous, the green grass

 

Did you think of your own mother

 

Was it like a virus

Did the software flicker

 

And was this the beginning

Was it like that

 

Was there gas station food

 

and was it a long trip

 

 

And is there sun there

or drones

or punishment

or growth

 

 

Was it a blackout

 

And did you still create me

And what was I like on the first day of my life

 

 

Were we two from the start

And was our time an entrance

or an ending

 

 

Did we stand in the heated room

Did we look at the painting

 

Did the snow appear cold

Were our feet red with it, with the wet snow

 

And then what were our names

Did you love me or did I misunderstand

 

Is it terrible

 

 

Do you intend to come back

 

Do you hear the world’s keening

 

Will you stay the night

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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