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what happens now

did the pants wear me

never owned a pair of pants that had a true personality. i’ve had some that seemed trustworthy and reliant. pants can cause pain

reading the book “when they glow low, you glow high” by hillary clinton. sometimes it makes me cry or sweat through my undergarments

they wore some lines into my body, my body is made out of lines anyway. i wake up from these moments and discover myself looking at myself

looked at the sky and it looked at me kind of day. listened to music until it

when it comes close i fall down a little, physically imbalanced and see a flash of a scene. it looks like a generic tree on a generic hill

what happens now

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