In the time of apples

 In the time of apples. It's still cold on the other side of the white field. Another world. It looks there. I eat around little things. There where innocence lived. It was not contagious but surprise of ignorance. unknown to herself. Inner brand core. Witness to nothing. In the steam of life. In the invisible pass. On the footsteps of silent fear.

Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.