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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thank you, Jack

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

December 2025

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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