pace makers and cigarettes by BISON KILN

Donuts lay out on the table leading to the door in front of a carousel fragment, jutting forth from the membrane that makes this room white. The same membrane that allows sunshine to rinse through our holiday sheets.

>PIT<1011

We soak the library in processing matter and thrill on the sewer opening, lifting our harmony up to the sauce which pouring over the side, leaks into place in a small hole of the membrane, where the ceiling is.

   Now a tree rises  through the bedroom.
It grows in electric light, bottling up the symmetry of ions and juices.
The port of the root systematically unfurls from the floor boards, shifting the ashes in the lake of our foundation.

This is a dying moment for the visitors. No one sits down. People stand in the corners of the room, watching the slime grow into the tree.

   I get a transmission from somewhere explaining an abstract in code.

{UNDER GONE>} FEVER OF THREE?>> HEART BREAKING VESSEL_PAIN>}

{PAUL KING>NEW SEZIUUUREE< MOUTH JOIN>
CARDIAC ARREST>
PASS ME THAT CIGARETTE}

{OPERATION COMPLETE?}

CIGARETTE YARN/ BUNK SYNAPSES

"The view was excellent; My mind had somehow conquered ageless barriers and had definitely slipped and fell upon this new form of a human race, built on top of basins of rubber and plastic. There was a main source humming in front of my eyes, down the hill, raising from out of the ground, resting in plastic basins; a giant bubble or half sphere as well as thirty four or more similar structures, glowing in hues of orange blurring pollution that made the way only slightly into my retina as I walked."" PLEASE HURRY UP AND SHOW ME HOW HIGH THE PRE_HISTORIC BLEED LINE IS>>> IN THE DARK>>> YES I WANT TO SEE HOW YOU WILL FIND ME IN HERE>"GUESS AGAIN.THE PRE-history falters into some subtler fragrants capturing human joy. "What about the pig feet's?"

NEVER ASK THIS QUESTION, human. Don't look up... VIRTUAL MADNESS COMES OVER US IN THIS DARK ORANGE CITY>THEY PRETEND I AM NOT WATCHED FROM AFAR< YET THEY ARE THE ONES WATCHING ME HERE>-YIKES-