It Will Get Lighter

I am below everything.

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

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

Worse Lift

13, H, grate

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.