'An unarmed man with a weapon' by Constantin Hartenstein at ung5, Cologne

how to describe that head rush 
it’s like 

from a few feet away your shoes sticking to the club floor and lights strobing you smell it 
some bodies passing it around its already burning your nostril hairs straight off 
finally after staring at them long enough they offer you a sniff 

slowly 

‘you’ disappear, there is too much vibration too much texture too much sound for you to hold on to so you slip
you fade 
eyes closed 

its all too much 

that power that ultimate blue boy
that synthesized escape