Objects-acts-feelings-sensations

 That happens. It is not a saying. It happens just as we think. Nailed to desire. Some afternoons. Not every spring. It happens night after night. It scatters. Returns the request moving away to the starting point. Their actions leave us objects on the doorstep. Objects-acts-feelings-sensations. Then one day, it recedes into the background.

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