The Ishmael Gradsdovic Papers, part fifty-one


Part fifty-one of the papers is several scraps of paper found in an envelope postmarked 13 February 1995.


many who ask for specific, unlikely values: 22c, 41c, 63c
what can it be -- it's huge!
"Security activated -- Please stand back"
I'm just about ready to call it hashish
A bright orange donkey dick with yellow reflective tape, in a chimney,
a voice repeating every few minutes:
five hundred plastic bags stuffed with plastic bags,
One man lowered a basket with a little change in it from his second-floor window by a rope.
sucking up the smog layer.
Ivy scales of trees behind power lines,
A hallucination caused by missing the coverage of the O.J. Simpson trial:
you're spending too much time looking at the ground.
but it appears again,
and a wildcard, thrown in just to even things up
my favorite panhandlers are the onew who sell me weed
dark and menacing
and jiggled it at passers-by.
Turned out to be hash.
A beacon projecting anti-photons
An upper-atmosphere whirlwind



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