Sand’s never the sameness fleeter than
anything Soot could get a hand, a handle,
on. Flickery swift. And yet. One finger
brings her crashing down. Hump Dump.

     Together again—so fast it made Soot
     swoon. An arcade thrill. Cheaper than
     medical or bootleg. Purer, too, potent
     and hygienic. Claustrophobic—no
     establishing shot. Unusually cold—
     most color blocked her light.
Hex Dump courtesy Andy Schaub