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MOTEL CHRONICLES (Excerpt)

By Sam Shepard

 He changed the canary

Fed the mule

Stood transfixed for half an hour

 Every morning

He changed the canaries

Fed the mule

And stood transfixed for half an hour

 He never planned on standing transfixed for half an hour

It just happened

Every morning

 Maybe it was the pause in finishing feeding the mule

The momentum running down

 There seemed to be a natural momentum

From changing the canaries

To feeding the mule

 There was never any problem

Moving from the canaries

To the mule

 It just happened

Every morning

 It was the pause

After feeding the mule

That stunned him

 A Giant Pause

 He even knew what the next thing was

He knew it very clearly

 He knew the next thing was feeding himself

After feeding the mule

 But he couldn’t move

 He stood transfixed for half an hour

Staring at the desert

 Sometimes staring at his bottle house

 Sometimes staring at the well pump

 It depended on which direction he happened to be facing

When the transfixion struck him

 It got to the point when he looked forward

To standing transfixed for half an hour

 It was the high point of his morning

 Change the canaries

Feed the mule

Stand transfixed for half an hour

Photo: Dianne, xTexAnne, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED