Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Your Subconscious is Trying to Tell You Something

(Person 1 is lying on back over chairs, like a bed. Person 2 is behind and to the left of the chairs. Person 3 is behind and to the right of the chairs. Both person 1 and person 2 are watching person 1)

Person 2- Wake up

Person 1(jumps a bit, raises arms to yawn and then rub eyes. Tries to sit up with difficulty)

Person 3- (talks as if the thoughts of person 1) Man, my head is heavy, heavier than before, that is. I should have slept more....

Person 2- Lift legs up, over, down (proceeds to lift legs up and over until sitting on edge of chair looking over at the room sleepily)

Person 3- God, my floor is messy. I should have cleaned it up last night. No. I would have gotten less sleep. It is messy though. I should clean it up. Why the hell do I need all of this stuff. This stuff is useless. I don’t need clothes. Only naked people need clothes.

Person 1- (looks down- surprised)

Person 3- Oh, I am naked. I should put on some clothes. Where are my clothes? (person 1 spots shirt on floor) Oh…

Person 1- (Is about to simply reach for clothes from floor…)

Person 2- Stand

Person 1-(but instead stands)

Person 2- Bend over

Person 3- Why did I stand up to do this? I could have just done this sitting down. I should sit back down.

Person 1- (goes to sit)

Person 2- Sit on floor

Person 1- (misses chair and sits on floor)

Person 3- God dammit! Why the hell am I on the floor? Oh, my clothes.

Person 1- (reaches for clothes)

Person 2- No!

Person 1-(Stops in mid reach)

Person 2- Put hand down

Person 1- (puts hand down and then looks confused around and at self)

Person 3- Why am I still undressed?

Person 2- Stand up (Person 1 Stands up) Put hand on head and hand on stomach (person 1 puts hand on head and hand on stomach looking even more confused)

Person 3- This isn’t right.

Person 2- Pat head. Rub Stomach

Person 1- (Pats head and rubs stomach- still more confused)

Person 3- Hey! Hey, this isn’t right! Stop it!

Person 1- I’m afraid I can’t do that.

Person 3- What do you mean “you are afraid you can’t do that?” What the hell is going on?

Person 1- (takes hand and begins to hit himself)

Person 3- Ow! What the –Ow- hell! Are you crazy?

Person 2- Yeah, that’s right. I’m crazy. I am one crazy mother fucker. And who wants a crazy subconscious right? That’s useless!

(at this point, persons 2 and 3 have slowly moved forward and are directly talking to each other over person 1 who is still beating himself up, utterly confused)

Person 3- What are you talking about?

Person 2- I heard what you said about me last night

Person 3- Last night? What the hell did I say last night?

Person 2- You said that you didn’t need me and that you could live without me.

Person 3- No! No. I said that I thought you were trying to tell me something- that I didn’t need Tracy and that I could live without her. Not you.

Person 2- Oh well I… uh… thought you meant... forget it

Person 1- (freezes, cringing with a fist in front of face as he finally regains control)

Person 2- (nervously laughs as he backs up to be behind Person 1) forget I ever said anything.

(Person 1 stands looking around confused and puts a hands to his cheek)

Person 3- (making way back to a position behind person 1) that really hurt.

Person 1- I… I should have really gotten more sleep last night.

- CURTAIN -

1 comment:

  1. Interesting, but too much profanity for too little bang for the buck.

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