"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
currently
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
it is hopeful