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.