is this you as well

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

it is hopeful

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

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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.

no longer writing in the third person

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

"Put a blanket."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

One of the birds shoots out of the tree. 

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hiding from the rain

currently

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

13, H, grate

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Style

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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