#3
(SOMEWHERE NONSPECIFIC)
THE CURTAIN OPENS…
Beside exterior laundrette, a young boy delivers Coffee
Shaking like a wet noodle.
PICTURE:
Customers Sitting,
All aligned in lines
Like hollow croissants.
The Fragile Pastry of their own delicate selves
Crumbles beneath their feet,
As they wait
For their own brand of Jam
(Or Cheese or cream or whatever)
To help fill the hole.
MEANWHILE…
It is rumoured:
Six doctors have swallowed a lego head,
The Bee died of guilt,
And the girl divorced her parents.
As it goes,
More things seem to need to be done
These days.
For whatever reason,
The clocks turn for well-dressed men
And the paralytic dance goes on.
BACK AGAIN…
We leave the scene wherever it is,
Never to be seen, from this angle again.
CUT TO:
Hollow croissant.
Thomas Calder is a young creative with a background in Music and film-making.