Thank you, Jack

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

ion

I am below everything.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Rain, starting

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

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.

i see a website

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


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 

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