There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i was tempted to lie about my name
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
Today I felt like starting
and the fake qualifier
or never left
...
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"