spiraling away. Oh the bathos! The phloem cells of a vascular plant–– I failed to understand this was us in our little garden.
Each cassette contains two simultaneous episodes, one-hundred-four minutes of sieve-tube element, of saccharine content parsed out along a rotating head drum that reads as part of a companion cell tight with organelles whose diagram shows a complex of cylindrical forms that spin or pull to direct, characters like frogs croaking difference in the sameness of night onward to the flowery end.
EPISODE I pretend voices until finally admitting it is a search for yours in my own.
Black VHS in black VCR, yours the hidden noise within so many mixed metaphors. Frog that no one could find though I scan the yard with a flashlight.
PHOTO by G’NAT