Nothingman

She gets wounded and finds solace in a sophisticated setting of an unfinished truth. Dionysus drifts away with wine while scrutinizing the birth of a fruit inside the hostile peace. She goes in a chamber of a being in perfect recognition and she starts a discourse. She moves out, submits to the nil and sees a wonderful tablaeu in abstract upliftment with the entire spectrum of light. A lizard comes out and she runs to follow it in the loggia. She steals and presumes to be someone out of her own property. She gets covered by humanity and goes in a chamber of a grunge and wears everything out and away. She escapes and she has the time, wearing nothing but that little red dress, facing the mirror in an emotionless rigor. All those yesterdays, she forgets.