A poetic disturbance in the quiet order of lifestyle catalogues. Using a malfunctioning electric typewriter which scrambles each keystroke, I respond to pages from a Scandinavian furniture catalogue with slow, hesitant lines of text. Typed directly onto the images, the poems reflect on perfection, longing, and the quiet grief of unattainable cohesion. Held to the light, each page reveals faint shadows from the reverse. Sofas on shorelines, staged interiors dissolving into the sea. A meditation on what slips through the frame.