Requiem for the Melting Ponies, duration of 6 minutes, performance, 2015

Requiem for the Melting Ponies, duration of 6 minutes, performance, 2015

 

The ponies are driven from their land.

All their substitutes are gone by their needs.

The earth is sore, there is no food.

The heat is unbearable to survive in.

 

 

 

Storyteller                  Where are the pony’s?

Their land is sour and their wounds

leave a mark of smell amongst the dead grass.

 

No marks of feet in action!

No marks of feet in action!

The marks of the smell amongst us

The smell of melting plastic.

 

They are driven from their land

Their solid ground

everyday was so solid.

Their colors bright between the

Green grass.

 

Young pink pony you’re youth in front of you

You feel strengtened everyday by the grass that feeds you

Is there a reason for the earth to be so sore

it feeds the youngs into their graves.

Pony’s                       hear! The lack of grass leaves no mark of sound.

the danger is upon us

the danger is upon us

there is no place to hide

nor an enemy to slayer us

 

seek for the calm place there is no space to ly down in shadow.

 

Earth has expelled anything but heat

And so we must melt

we must melt

we must merge!

 

Oh how we are one

we are one

mash up of poisin

Polyester ponies with ribbons of gold and ribbons of silver

Tattoos of stars decorate our butts

We are infinite

We will not feed the soil

We will not feed the soil

We will merge

And poison