amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I am below everything.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

IWGD

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Today I felt like starting