I fell asleep my head full of alphabet pasta
in the night the thick dreams
names jump on the taut skin
billion of fake bounces
in the morning with his eyes glued
a little feedback resonates.
On the ground, an amplifier seats, face up, with a bass drum on top. Alphabet pastas are lay down on the skin of the drum. With the vibs from the sound loop, the pastas jump and move while a camera films the scene and displays a close up video feed on a monitor in a black tube. Slowly a text is revealed…