with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
isaac newton
lol
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
ahnaf abrar
not their contents
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
abrar?
its good
the site i am dreaming
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
not so on: yvf(wthw)