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.

...

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

ahnaf abrar

in a post. I want to be remembered

it is hopeful

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging