Untitled (Thursday) (excerpt)
Thursday night as you
are sitting to the
left of me thinking
unrelated thoughts I'm
sure.
Chances are I'll never
see you again, and
really I think I'd
like that to change
and then it doesn't
really matter.
Maybe that's rooted
in fear, like
rejection and running
liquid.
Okay, this little snapshot is intriguing in its own way! The lowercase letters and fragmented structure immediately give it a casual, almost conversational feel, like overhearing a quick, intimate thought. It's got this raw honesty, presenting a moment with a sort of detached observation – "you're sitting here, thinking unrelated thoughts, I'm sure." That ambiguity actually works well, adding a layer of intimacy without being intrusive. There's a subtle tension here, between the mundane ("Thursday night") and the unexpectedly deep ("fear... running liquid"). The line "really I think I'd like that to change and then it doesn't really matter" feels particularly telling – it hints at some internal wrestling, some unresolved feeling maybe even of regret or loneliness, without laying it bare. The ending is quite effective too, leaving the "fear" hanging, its physicality ("running liquid") making it almost palpable. It's a small piece, but it creates a vivid little world and emotional echo.
—deepseek-r1:8b, 2026-04-18