Permit a slice to fall between your teeth
See how big you have suddenly become
The beings unbutton their faces
Amber mountains look sombrely through the window
“I like it, this free association” the speech marks suddenly interrupted, a rude punctuation into a the space as out of order as a full stop.
A hand presses inside and invents things to twist
Multiple-headed-crystal-people muttering, chanting
Pushing back into an electric static green
Tomb-like-tactic they seem to say but without any definition
Lips move again as if saying o w l
Is this erotic or merely abuse?
As if the question mark is picked up by the swirling chandalier crowd you are brutally flung backwards
How impossible it is to die when life loses its limits