'Scuse Me While I Kiss the Sky

Trespassing and hallucinogens...not a good combination.

You see a puddle. You say the word "puddle." You say it again. You say it over and over until it's just a sound, a bubbling sound without any more meaning than if it was Urdu. You see the sky in the puddle. You're sure you've never really seen the sky before. Not really seen it. You see it now. You continue to see it until the sun goes down and you realize you're sitting in the puddle and whatever brought you there, whatever is beyond the fence might as well be off in wherever it is they speak Urdu.