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¨ Dreams*. Apparently Made For Making
Holes. They May Be Dark And Monochrome.
They May Not.
White Powder, Dosed By Way Of Key?
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*A Red Cylinder, Wide As A Finger. ,
Glossy Freckled Ceramics, With
Something Organic Inside, Being
Corrupted Before Your Eyes - Turning To
Ash, But There'S No Flame. You Hold It
Up To Your Nose, Suck It In With A
Sharp Inhale. Exit To The Balcony.
Here On The Fifth Floor, With A View
Over The Parking Lot, Things Start
Folding Into Each Other, Like .
. Collapsing A Cardboard Box. Dimensions
Becoming Flat And Adjacent. Pressed
Into Each Other. Creases Are Flattened
Out, Distances Disappear, The World Is
Mangled Down To Two Dimensions. And
% Suddenly Light Falls On The Edge Of .
Everything Rather Than The Surface: It
, All Goes Completely Dark.
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