Nor hour branch of time

 It's not even time, nor hour branch of time. Time to name. Hours of bare feet. Barefoot hours. With its seductive almost harmless little feet. They take steps closer. No threats or warnings. Smiling give the confusion of deception. River whose immobile and absolutely flat surface transmits a seductive hypnotizing calm. It calls to us like a mute fleet of footsteps. Hiding the treacherous path.

Write en miroir. Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.