Take It.
Take It is a spoken word piece that was read as part of Goblin Baby's UNHEARD Festival 2015 on the 20th February at the Bread and Roses Theatre. On this website you can about the other readers/writers who will be featured.
It was read by Emma Sylvester.
Take It.
Take it.
Take it on the chin.
Take the complement.
And run with it.
Take it with you
Through the dark streets
And into the night
Take it with you
Brush it.
Brush it away
Brush back your hair
And keep walking
Brushing close
Keep in line
And don’t look back
Leave it behind
Shrug it.
Shrug it off
Shrug your handbag
Back onto your shoulder
Clutch it close
Hold it tight
Don’t let go
But let loose.
And lose it.
Play it.
Play it cool
Play yourself for a fool
A little light
A little smile
But don’t say it.
Just play it.
Play it out.
It’s raining.
Opens Umbrella.
You’re walking
In the same direction
- Room for two under there?
Laugh.
Take.
Brush.
Shrug.
Play.
Smile
- It’s a bit small.
There’s two now.
- Or room for more?
It sits in the air, loud
Feel it.
Feel the cold.
Feel the rain.
The dark
They laugh
They take
They brush
They shrug
And play
- Hey fuck off.
Fuck off with your taking and your brushing and your shrugging and your playing it cool.
It takes two minutes of me walking along the street.
My street.
Using my feet.
My street.
My feet.
Before we meet.
Close umbrella.
And you?
You
Take it too
The complement
The threat
The fury
The relief
You take it with you all day
And don’t say.
Don’t.
It was read by Emma Sylvester.
Take It.
Take it.
Take it on the chin.
Take the complement.
And run with it.
Take it with you
Through the dark streets
And into the night
Take it with you
Brush it.
Brush it away
Brush back your hair
And keep walking
Brushing close
Keep in line
And don’t look back
Leave it behind
Shrug it.
Shrug it off
Shrug your handbag
Back onto your shoulder
Clutch it close
Hold it tight
Don’t let go
But let loose.
And lose it.
Play it.
Play it cool
Play yourself for a fool
A little light
A little smile
But don’t say it.
Just play it.
Play it out.
It’s raining.
Opens Umbrella.
You’re walking
In the same direction
- Room for two under there?
Laugh.
Take.
Brush.
Shrug.
Play.
Smile
- It’s a bit small.
There’s two now.
- Or room for more?
It sits in the air, loud
Feel it.
Feel the cold.
Feel the rain.
The dark
They laugh
They take
They brush
They shrug
And play
- Hey fuck off.
Fuck off with your taking and your brushing and your shrugging and your playing it cool.
It takes two minutes of me walking along the street.
My street.
Using my feet.
My street.
My feet.
Before we meet.
Close umbrella.
And you?
You
Take it too
The complement
The threat
The fury
The relief
You take it with you all day
And don’t say.
Don’t.
