Inquiry into Loss

Crouched silhouettes emerge as an effective accordion brochure. Musicians respond to her blouse. Halves exploit the accessible fold to a green napkin. Basil cleansed in cold water exudes the evidence: a quick promise. Three aisles average to film, regardless of posture. “We waited an hour and I said: fuck, let’s go! She starts kneeling at 6” Clients prefer lamp to evoke the interior. Furniture conducive to thought, essentially requires a tangible response. Sand is an accurate complexion of loss. Sequential intervals attract train fares calibrated by kilometers. Envelope as a permanent description. Cindy Sherman embellished in anonymity reinforces the visual evidence. Complexion extracted from sand remains preferable. Mushroom with an apricot fragrance. Gradual emptiness with precision. Film brochure with push-pins. Tourist with monk realizes the souvenir. Ming-Na Wen appear immediate in clothes. Children arrive in Chinese speaking their favorite dialects. Musicians substitute their shoulders in her blouse. Aquarium appropriates the luminous complexion. Enthusiasts cling to accessories. Napkin is a familiar entrance, an inseparable fold. Calf roping is an immediate color with abrupt measurements. The distance between Bach and Joan Tower is 300 years. Sometimes, the room is only 46 minutes. Acrobats change the size of their bodies when they rotate. Furniture, ambiguously nude. Sometimes, the dialect is Chinese money. Sundanese musicians immerse themselves in sadness as they perform anonymous compositions with rhythmic accuracy. Flute with 2 voices: a man and a woman cling to damp leaves. Monks are easily entertained with the promise of absence. Pablo’s latest release in only available in vinyl. My father explained to us in absence. Clothes photographed in warm weather. Twins born three months apart. Aisles diminish to film. Musicians continue to attempt her blouse. Pavement measured in leaves insinuate loss. Green napkins carefully folded in small splendors. Blouse with foliage provides her response. Pedestrians contain in either directions, napkins tinge to a popular fold. Leaves spent on monk, aisles accumulate to film. Cold noodles with sesame sauce. Eleanor pauses at the library door. Cindy Sherman impersonates femininity punctured by loss. Fold is essentially an alignment. Plate opens with Pablo immersed in dub. Incision clarifies the wound.


Ray Craig