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, Ketamine, Ket, "Horse Tranquilizer"
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Still Unknown To Me, Other Than Through ¨
¨ 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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