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

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

Worse Lift

Lift Analysis

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

brb i will read and reply sincerely

13, H, grate

all that is to say

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Better Lift

we can only engage in such a way

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

much more tactility

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

in a post. I want to be remembered

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

barren land

or never left

ion

your feed looks like my tumblr