Montreal's windy and cold whispers staggering quietly. Abstract frozen fractals and shimmering trees by the window. Ungrasping time and stillness floating around. New whatever's eve, new breath, old patterns wiped under infinite snow, new hope. New year, holding breath, partitioning illusions into unseizable days. Seeding icy thoughts inside crystallizing alphanumerisations.
Abstract Frozen Fractals and Shimmering Trees by the Window
5 janvier 2018