somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
kind of mythopoesis
Thank you, Jack
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.