LAB INTERIOR. THE SOUND OF A DOT MATRIX PRINTER.
COOL JAZZ PLAYS EXEGETICALLY.
THE FUMBLING OF PAPER
A VOICE BEGINS READING OUT THE CONTENTS OF A LETTER, BEGINNING WITH
JOHN WELLES: Dear John

I've been poring over this for a piece. It feels a picayune striking, sending this -


...JOHN'S VOICE FADES OUT AS WE BEGIN TO HEAR THE VOICE OF THE WRITER OF THIS LETTER,
it's like a wire from soul recently passed, informing you to fall posthaste.

WENDY: I've rewritten this special variant 8 times.

Every time I get in secret more pessimistic, that I am trapped in a Zenos paradox of my own edifice - that the rules of the biz I myself created forbid me from always reaching my finish.

This letter is like me, starting direct and straight - from - the - shoulder and becoming devious and intricate. Like looking out at the sundial that is in your garden to top it has become a body of water clock, and then a mechanically skillful granddad clock, so some profuse Salvador Dali sculpture. It still tells the time, but in more and more subtle ways. The Salvador Dali clock seems uninterested in telling you that you are late for your weekly Zoom group meeting. It might evidence you that it is live dogs o'clock, if that helps?

thusly that is my life sentence now. clock time is a construct, so I am wretched if I seem a minuscule distrait.

Yours tardily



Wendy


MUSIC BUILDS AS AN ORGAN PLAYS AND A GUITAR SOLO BEGINS

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