Pimlico Rats

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

currently

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

magnetisation/form

13, H, grate

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Worse Lift

in a post. I want to be remembered

barren land

i really havent

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."