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dear Other, with pink dish   (Flo Reynolds & Cat Woodward)     in the interest of distance let me describe you: the frame of two seats, the little peg to hang a coat here, & here the way the seat cuts into space & fields intrude through the eye which casts the light by which it sees by this token a parable agon arrives at last introducing to this frame an ear where 2 flowers in a jar querulous & orange in the interest of distance (where i live) let me describe to you a rising cannon that burgeons like water how boastful  architectures of elsewhere render the film within the film: power tools to a living forehead & here in my distance drill bits cut  to precious briolettes let me say to you ‘gondwanaland’ through  the moving shapes, let me say sweet gem ‘where did you go?’ & ‘where have all the girls gone?’ & ‘where have all the not-girls gone?’ i have looked all over in this picture place which has an echo, a floor plan with two eyes open (cringe) happy accident is cosy in between: window, door, idea of door, surprise! too big to see its edges,  & holding several years this gallery space a sunken grey radiator  full of colony, this the distance i am goingthrough & into this space letting let now and let let my coat from the peg there let hold the arm i wear let slow let speak too loudly so all consents my coat in the corner slip on before leaving to go now, so letting go quiet and my permission to go quiet and look at it fleshly too much i asking quietly a frame is 5×9 and give                                                                                    remind me at this vertex my body is circumstance & its environs so let the frame i wear turn & consider a girlform (headless armless legless torso, smooth terracotta with bosom) & a not-girlform (helmet the curve of willowleaf, plumes) let hold the