Mall/Supermarket

If you die good, you go to the mall.

If you die bad, you go to the supermarket.

The mall is glowing and overexposed and gauzy and dreamy. It has the impression of a central area, an atrium with glowing escalators spiraling, and your camera/eyes swing to the railing to behold it and it is always a hybrid of the 2nd/3rd floor and three friends are present and laughing silently and we turn at the same moment to behold the wonderful open area and moving parts

The supermarket is dim and endless and navigating is hazy and spidery. It has no center.

There is a rack with items and the circular area is over and the passing aisle what time, and processes were, a slighter brighter sub-area in the shape of a short long block ancillary to food preparation or queuing

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The mall is a clean place. We wear clear plastic backpacks so there are no secrets. Straws are clear and you see what you are sucking through them.

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Sleeping on the supermarket shelves like bunked-up soldiers.

Had green and purple and white shoes and lost them. Found them by a closed area like a deli set in the dark concrete wall but these shoes have a different pattern and belong to someone else.

Found one of the shoes in my backpack. Lost a lot of things.

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The muzak is always the same but always different. Incomplete time so it can’t complete itself.

Plastic clothes and touching in the back of the checkerboard tile shop behind the black rose shirt rack cardboard.

Wet Seal bikini on the floor and hiding from a thousand people
Wet Seal bikini on the floor and fitting inside each other with itching rings of hairspray
Wet Seal bikini on the floor and laughing as the fountain swims us

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Dream of secret entrances under the flower section. Cold flower section with wet places. Someone said it goes to an apartment building but you can’t leave it. It’s a hot wall of sun plastic. If you stick a bar through the window it hits a barrier that you don’t see. There is a woman who tortures in the room. She has remote capabilities.

A plastic mat made of black and blue plastic chunks/segments. It costs at least three or four thousand dollars.

There is a tall woman who moves through the aisles.

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Someone flings themselves into the central pit of the mall. No one cares.

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Her name is on places that have been covered.

The back part of the supermarket is not cold, it is warm, very warm and worse. My sense of worship is intense.

Big dark concrete ramp going down.

Did you try to go outside. It is dark and staticky and feels empty. You mistook it for another area.

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Come back. We have to cut your foreskin off. There’s a special machine for irradiating your genitals to the size of a newborn baby.

If you are clean you can display your legs on the