it is hopeful
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
you have a beautiful account btw
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.brb i will read and reply sincerely
no longer writing in the third person
hiding from the rain