NERO//FLESH - Disposition of Intimacy

Flesh tones bleat drone-pop cyber-dreams like ketamine therapy for electric sheep as Lucy's lullabies lapse the blood-brain barrier. (But yo, if I wrote that like this would you pay for it?

Flesh tones bleat
drone-pop cyber-dreams 
like 
ketamine therapy 
for electric sheep 
as 
Lucy's lullabies lapse the
blood-brain barrier.

Because if so, the kid's novella-cum-microfiction-collection contains myriad chapbooks. And that too, my friends, is a motherfucking metaphor.)