Watch Party
I got the name
of a character wrong
And when I reach
my hand for another
hand there is often
another drink
one I must pretend
I didn’t see
Friendship to me
is nothing more
than the accumulation
of people, a rough
telepathy of sand
being told apart
from other sand
I wish I wasn’t me
I’ve locked myself
in a sculpture artist’s
room of drafts. This
is how I go
holding out my ego
looking at it
unedit 
i love this and can relate to it. a lot
i’m glad you were here.
Is this Britton? just curious 🙂
No. Just Britt from somewhere else.
Funny. You have the practically same name as my friend.
Last name too?
instead of L for the first letter, it’s a B. I thought it was a pen name. Never mind 🙂
Definitely worth investigating. 🙂
we are what we pretend to be
so we must be careful
about what we pretend to be
~
kurt vonnegut
kurt wuz here