published in Volume 1, Issue 5 on November 20th, 1994
Waking, my eyes are lidless dried out with thoughts of You and I, and me And We, of course. Twisted. Turning. Stretched thin on a shadow screen Movie stars. (Swimmin' pools, et al.) A serial enchantment (a new installment every Sat.) In a tail-eating turntable pattern Predictable. (How does his hat stay on?) Inescapable, perfect script-written lies, And a plot to lie in. All stretched thin on a shadow screen Seen for what we are, Holes in a bright Bright light.