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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. ¨