currently
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
it is hopeful
Today I felt like starting
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
yes
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.