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it was the first time i was ever high.

they asked me if i wanted to smoke. and i said yes. as i had before. so we walked. sitting on a patch of grass. road on either side. sat. talked. as she removed the seeds and rolled. nice. like a real cigarette. not like others i had had. talking to the one with the red hair. i had seen her at crash worship. but we didnt meet until later. tall. victoria.

i had only three drags. and nothing had happened. i sat there. as they got high. as i sat there. then. dimensions. perceptions changing. time slowing. laughter. laughter. strobe. i asked abby to read a poem. from a zine. but i couldnt hear. it was noise. rhythm. sound.

TURNING:LAUGHTER:FLASH:JUMP:JUMP:STROBE:FACE:GRASS:
SLOW:MOTION:ECHO:WHAT:LISTEN:HEAR:MINUTES:HOURS:
RESPOND:TIME:ECHO:I:CANT:THINK:REMEMBER:TALKING:YEARS:
AGO:LAUGHTER:CANT:STOP:TRYING:ARMS:PICKING:UP:THINGS:
CANT:REACH:TOO:FAR:NO:DEPTH:CANT:TELL:FAR:THEY:WANT:
YOU:TO:TURN:IT:OFF:WHAT:MUSIC:POLICE:OH:OKAY:LAUGHTER:
FLYING:STROBE:FLASH:LETS:GO:DANCE:UP:WALKING:REGGAE:
SOMEHOW:GONE:ALONE:WALKING:BLOCKS:SO:LONG:LONGER:PAD:
TURNING:JELLO:SQUISHING:HAND:SO:LONG:WALKING:FURTHER:
NEW:BLOCK:TIME:SO:SLOW:PARANOID:NEEDING:SOMEONE:TAKE:
CARE:NO:ONE:KALDIS:LORETT:POLICE:OUT:LOOKING:PICKING:
UP:PARANOID:TAKE:CARE:CANT:THINK:DONT:REMEMBER:SHES:
GONE:ALONE:PARANOID:SO:LIKE:LIVING:IN:THE:NOW:HIGH:

it was the first time i was ever high.


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