The barman likes you…




Illusions of a fruit bar lay there in the light of rosé. Still life of a past, not past. Sometimes I see a vision of myself in glass. Awaiting, a waiting in disguise. No veil, no blindfold. Just transparent, today, yesterday, tomorrow. As shown in the illusions of pineapple pieces floating in mid air. At the bottom. At the close.


The photo has nothing to do with the text. Use your imagination. “The Barman Likes You” Paris, June 2020. ©le_chah_errant

4 Comments Add yours

    1. beachah says:

      Thanks Paul! I didn’t even see it was there.


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