Inspired by Daniel Kharms Tumbling Babushkas
For miles about the battered people line. Behind the shop of snake-ish fruit sign, to dissolve the last make. The first person enters and is told that now skin sample is required. Gladly biopsied for the white thick solid. He is gone amidst the ample t-shirt help. The next one, out of curiosity, lured inside by sterility followed the first. And she too into white and silver plastic sea was lost to technical waiting line. Later, emerging from comatic state of peoples backs walks Olma who hasn’t heard of the PRODUCT. Her turn, ecstatic beam eyes to find only disappointment on flat pack tables.