i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.