A solo performer delivers a poetic monologue about loving and hating something simultaneously. They describe consuming poison together, hiding sins, and fleeing from daylight, caught between confession and denial in a melancholic, frantic meditation on internal conflict.
Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time? You and I drink a poison from the same vine? Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time? Hiding all of our sins from the daylight? From the daylight? Running from the daylight? From the daylight? Running from the daylight? Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time? Telling myself it's the last time? Can you spare any?
