its performative

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

really i want the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

yes

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

"Put a blanket."

I am below everything.

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Rain, starting

kind of mythopoesis

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?