It Will Get Lighter

Worse Lift

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

I am below everything.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?