"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.

Today I felt like starting

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

which magnetises chains of pins

sorry i am texting like a slav

i dont understand magnetisation

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

division of reality is straying away from it