Thank you, Jack

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

"Put a blanket."

isaac

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

...

ion

and the fake qualifier

isaac newton


It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.