Of its ambiguous immateriality

 Her lips drop in surprise. To the marks of the books, steps. Of its ambiguous immateriality. Opposition to resemblance. Of the division of glances. The ear under the waves. Absorb life. Dissect the ambiguity. Dark clothes. Volatile flight inductions. In our bed. Always spicy sounds. If you want to sleep in the extension of the night. Sleep without words fluttering. They run the risk of falling into the mouth. One of those whose fall hurts. They beat the sound. Searching for the right ear frequency. To reproduce the eggs of the night in its maximum nocturnality. Close to the edge of the sweat drop. Where they are made aquatic. No agreement requirements. In accordance with their own marsh laws. Fresh water for the concentration of well-being. Well it takes a while. To germinate. The said. Between the lines of the sky. Where is salinity not supposed to go? This difference is true. And sometimes extreme. To keep the house close at night. It helps to keep away from yourself. As a precaution. As a preference, remove the mask so that it does not create a true crust. Clean it in the morning with disinfectant before putting it back on. Apply carnal adhesive to prevent leaks. Remove, if applicable, the white scales produced during the night. Some, when moved, can fall into the thorax, between rib and rib. Be careful that they do not reach the lymphatic irrigation. Nor to the blood supply of the abdomen. That special device in pairs. Of cuts and fillies measures to make you the definitive suit. With eternal buttons in the buttonholes. Blood without saliva or wound. Anti thermal. Anti inflammatory. Anti nothing. Anti hemostasis. No reaction to pain. Not to luck. In a position of absolute rest. With the weapon asleep. The triangle of your support.

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