another night online

the rain comes while I hang my washing on the line. I run my housemate's bedsheets to her room and take mine to the laundromat up the road. the dryer spins for half an hour. I input phrases from one cell into another and make faces at the posters on the board across the road. concerts and albums and perfumes you should smell. more rain. heavier than before. the curb is a river. umbrellas and grey clouds over every window. midday looks like dusk.

spineless thinking spoils another day. restless fingers claw at curtains wilting into ambiguity. I chase the tail of vague ambition nowhere. open tabs to close them. check the forecast for tomorrow: 28 and overcast with a high chance of rain and disappointment. hope for change and settle for another night online.