The pages were covered with great swirls

 The pages were covered with great swirls. His writing now looked like rice. She She our dreams of nostalgia. Nausea of ​​the house. She vomits alone on rotten days. Nostalgia asks you to kiss her. In the cheeks of impudence. And V me. About my Waves. Drops of longing. on. Wallpaper strainer. It is reflected in the eyes. With its hidden patterns. His colored fingers. They want shortcuts to life.

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