Forensics
The grey powder hits your body like molten lead, overwhelming your nerves with cotton wool
and sluggishly wrecking havoc within your mind. Sedately you turn towards Joe surprised
to see his eyes are pulsating and his mouth is singing sweet songs and praise. You feel
one with the angels, after all you are god.
Try the white stuff
Try the brown stuff
Tell Joe about this stuff
Are you ready to give up?