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i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

like magnets

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

sorry i am texting like a slav

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

its good short few pages

magnetises a pin

feel you

i understand

its good

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 read not even 1 book