the jump when i remember it was right there under the desk
desk i was sitting at
357, calf skin case, fake furn inside, its there in one wrap of kitchen paper
i could smell it when i picked it up but i really caught the smell of old powder when i unzipped it and opened
no glissen of oil. need a clean
and then i remember
i got it out because someone needed killing,
thats what im doing
right...
and then i though of another option, and my mind spun away harder than a chain tow rope
there were three options
i could kill them
i could kill me
or, i could just walk away...
had never smoked ganja before but its the best i could describe it to you,
an overwhelming disattackment decended. i put the gun back grabbed me keys and split
the floating disattachment to myself that slammed into me just them stayed with me for three days...
honest injun.
i havnt forgot...
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i havnt forgot...
the intolerance of the old order is emerging from the rosy mist in which it has hitherto been obscured.