but really the thing should be autonomous
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
no longer writing in the third person
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.
no like which do people call me
thank you
what do you mean
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
i understand
which magnetises chains of pins