molecule dub

hotchk155

horizontal lines, blue and yellow, dance at the periphery of my vision… now slowly converging, consuming all, until just a singularity remains. then nothing.

a fog, where shapes have no meaning and clouds consume bodies starting with the feet. the rays which define reality bend and scatter, as that same reality melts into a new shade of grey

gravity too…bonds are weakening, frames of reference tipping, spinning round and round and round

molecules suddenly the size of water buffalo
reveal themselve as colourful crowds dancing arm in arm. cheerfully they bid each other farewell.
atoms go their separate ways, floating like bubbles in the abyss finally heading home
now their work is done