its performative
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
no like which do people call me
sorry i am texting like a slav
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good short few pages
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46