fuck landlords open doors rainy daze policy stairs climb glass hall ways weigh it out don't wait it out sandwiched between layers and clouds concrete breathing swallowing ink forests unfold as sound soaking sponges the double days together unfold into music unfold fold andddd almost conclude
going to go to guitar ce nter to play the banjo. there s nothing else but the cold outside and my slowly warping hands, heavy air around here, you know the word for this