i see a website

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Style

not their contents

its performative

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

and the fake qualifier

magnetises a pin

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Lift Analysis

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

so at the end

fw

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

or never left

the site i am dreaming

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

what do you think my name is

it is hopeful

we can only engage in such a way