I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."
Today I felt like starting
hiding from the rain
currently
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting