scars on th seehors is bill bissett's latest report from and to the image nation, in which his metric performs a kind of absence of narrative intent that lets everyone and everything speak for itself: eye dont have 2 invent th world ium / alredee in it There is much evidence of wounding here, of things gone completely raging: whats th mattr / why yuv hardlee touched yr dinnr / at all / n its yr favorit saus / is it th tektonic plates but also a hope...