He was thinking all different things
Pain & pleasure, good and evil
Hungry flames licking me all over
Bodies sweeping, surging around
Smiles gleaming in the dim light
He stopped needing anything
‘cos he feels so good and warm and clear
All sorts of things can happen here
Possibilities exploding, you can change things if you want
You can do what you want
He slipped a finger in Julia's martini
And ran it across his tongue
Sniffed the air, stumbled blindly
Hit the floor and lost consciousness
Sue hadn't touched her drink
But now sniffed it and knew someone was trying to kill her
But why?