OF A CAR MOVING WEST, THERE WAS A PICTURE
RIPPED IN THIRDS,
THEN TAPED TOGETHER AS A MEANS OF MEMORY RECYCLING.
I STILL SEE HER AS THE CELLULOID BEHIND A LENS,
OVEREXPOSING HERSELF
FOR THE CONTRAST.
HER FACE NOW LINEATED WITH LONG WHITE SCARS
BEARING THE PERFORATION OF A NECESSITY TO SEPARATE
FROM FULL PICTURES.