,
$
Ketamine, Ket, "Horse Tranquilizer"
& §
##«»»~~~~«»~»~~-=-~~»«~~~--«==-=«»«=~-£§
£ & ,
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?
¤ &
§£«~~~«-»»«-=-~»~=-~«~~=~~-«~=-~~=»«»~&&
& &
*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. ,
¨
.