I am a bit too much the gushing fangirl for this project and the artist's work in general. On the merits just of the writing/feeling here, I don't want to demerit it at all. That said, in its form it is slight and requires other reading.
Beautiful. Tender. Painful. The note this ends on sits in my stomach like a mote of soft light. You cannot will a flower to die simply by considering that it will. This is much the same way that a person's love is even when you are thinking of a different sort of bird altogether.
As an aside, taught me there is something spare and elegant in the DOS text format. All in all, you're here for the writing if you're looking at this and the writing is a poetry that feels effortless and weighted with knots to be unknotted.