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Once upon a time there was a continent
And there was no pain, no windows
or instruments, no stains of oil
Neither of damaged souls

Once upon a time a war, my whore, your sword

It’s been a while since then. And now there
are a few continents more, a growing pain
that goes over the floor…

and shakes the barley. And knocks our door.

Once upon a time today, myself, your skills
and all the painkillers rolling slightly
till the window of my gaff.

The next 23rd, 24th, 25th & 26th of April
you’re welcome to supply your notions
to provide your acknowledged oceans for the sake of the two
tired drifters that are gonna be locked in
the main room of SOMEWHERE in Dublin.

Myself and my friend Pablo, who is gonna come
in his damaged boat
to share my beard and my hunger,
my foreignness and my dust,
are gonna be exhibit as wounded
animals for the sake of your fun.

WE ARE AN EXHIBITION is a tribute to Tristan Tzara
and his DADA MANIFESTO, to your grandma
and your roots

a wind of change
blowing violently from the bottom of Africa,
rising above Europe, landing quietly
in the only country of the continent
which does not operate as the continent itself.

We are the slowest barricade,
the fastest coming down.
We are a happening against war, art
money, deals, frames

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John Callaghan - Creator
Created on May 2009
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