Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Today I felt like starting

not their contents

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

13, H, grate

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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

...

...





it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

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


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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no longer writing in the third person