with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.no longer writing in the third person
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Thank you, Jack
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Can I see
"Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
like first name
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos