young egoistic guy.
In his head looping same thinking about him.
walk by the road front of the sea,
Even if anchovy goes on Manhattan from the sky, he would have eyes turn/reversed inside.
walk slow and now;
He want to have his romantic moment and let flop his cross arm (his chin on it)
on little low wall of the South Seas -white brick-
with his external camera, watch him self looking at the horizon;
his elbows start sinking
little low wall melt down;
built in solar cream
it’s like flash take him in reality
maybe he have less troubled thoughts.
going to a banal opening
a moment, distance and suddenly a deep trouble.
disappointed about what I see on the walls, in space.
I spend my eyes.
And that’s coming,
woman / between 35 and 48 years old, clean and short skirt.
I want her to be attracted by something on the ground,
something greasy, bright with glitter and a big hole;
drops her upper body down and keep her buttocks on a normal level.
she’s hearing sparkling but doesn’t really know.
During her way back to be straight again,
she brushes her cheek with this intriguing object which grew from the floor;
a slight amount of grease on her face;
a bit of “fond de teint” on top of this mushroom floor.
Im going in a house with a big tree inside – coming from the ground –
someone tells me this house has a big garden with a big albino rabbit.
some hours after, the rabbit had become an obsession in me
so I go outside to look at it.
I was dressed with a white coat,
I was increasingly bending, I crawled.
Totally obedient to him, Rabbit ! Rabbit !
I found this insolent “cliché” albino,
the most big and beautiful ears I’ve ever seen.
the most red and beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.
It stops its walk for a look at my ginger hair dripping in the mud.
I take a picture.
45 seconds, and continues to his burrow. He smiles.
When I retrieve my negative
only this picture is missing.
It doesn’t exist