your link to the life size pony

& supporting wall of attachment theory

brandished gloom. sunday afternoons

in a suburb house, trees abut

the hasty rabbit gravestone.


being the contestant doing cleverly

tasks, else act as input calculations, composing

on the spot feelings. but fell a temperature drop

in the wide street 3 oclock & voila.


slump out of work & survival instincts seem

boring. casual. ephemera / journal the tags to

cloud happening. i have been feeling nostalgic sadness.

irrational pictures of me akin to panic. men smash up

the bathroom without this reading.


don’t play on my career. oh,

why do you say that when she’s in the room?

go & get ready.