(b)ordered living

"the landscape folds itself up as it skims the window
because it no longer exists beyond the frame."

-jenny sampirisi, "in between"

how lightly we touch on the framed life, la vie en scène. though it may seem it is not to comics alone that we owe the boxed lifestyle. panels within (upon, between) panels insisting upon a structured coherence we remember as though (though not) innate. existing in troubled. discreet units. distinct transmissions, if not, adjusting rabbit ears and wait stay there i could make out an arm, i think.

besides besides. sampirisi in time, sampirisi in nomenclature. in.terested or .vested in the sign and the signifier and where have we gone from here (referent most obviously unclear). here is my (whose) concern: a leprosy of language, meaning unmeant and falling away: itself a tumescent nest of questions. and yet still the promise of birthing a fecundity in dissolution rests an urban midwife who moonlights and an undertaker; fraught and frothing, a madness of the ripe too empty not to fill.

gorging.