Better Lift

yeah

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

I am below everything.

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

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

in a post. I want to be remembered

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

it is hopeful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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


hiding from the rain

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Picture

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41