i almost titled this mold, out of impulse,
in the same way i said mike and not mika in
my paper today; the same way i cannot type
the first part of condescending without
rushing to scending; “scend” fits into one hand on
the keyboard, “ing” ends so many wording scribbling
typing walking running scribing listing words(ing) that
it too

can run from my fingertips.

it happens in the same way that you goes with r.
sometimes i type, i love your.

(love my what?

sorry bro typo

aha ok

thank your for understanding)

very little things are you but i think
many more are yours. sometimes things
can be both. ex: your life. your life, yours. your life,
you.
life defines a “you” anyways (aha ok).

ex: your blood, any physical part of your body.
(love my what?)

ex: your feelings that become you when they’re strong enough.

(i do love you though, because . i love your. your…

what

the stars.

what.

they’re you yours

please get some sleep

sorry bro)
typo.

ex: me.

thank you for understanding.