Linger Or Recur #1: In the keeping of fugitives & vigilantes

(Being the first installment of a collaborative “pantoum in prose” composed by the editors [Janice Lee, Eric Lindley & Joe Milazzo] in anticipation of [out of nothing] #7, “time ⊕ (nothing ⇒ but)”; forthcoming, Fall / Winter 2013.)

The sketch artist listens and sketches an unhappy hour. The image of a homogeneous and commensurable face, freely un-mixing, unspools. Suspense continues its simple contest, its suspicions a gamut both warm and frail. The sketch artist passes the drawing from her hand to yours, changing the singular state of your bereavement into one of misgiving’s transitions. The image of a homogeneous and commensurable face, freely un-mixing, unspools. Time does not speak, except in the points of excavated stone. The sketch artist passes the drawing from her hand to yours, changing the singular state of your bereavement into one of misgiving’s transitions. Time has its expressions, but they appear ignorant of their own moods. Time does not speak, except in the points of excavated stone. The sketch artist makes a low music with her charcoal, her rough pad, her long waking dream of perpetration, residue and masquerade. Time has its expressions, but they appear ignorant of their own moods. Your eyes collaborate with the averted various. The sketch artist makes a low music with her charcoal, her rough pad, her long waking dream of perpetration, residue and masquerade. The sketch artist listens and sketches an unhappy hour. Your eyes collaborate with the averted various. Suspense continues its simple contest, its suspicions a gamut both warm and frail.