1994, 70 pages with illustrations
handbound and printed, September 1994.

(excerpt)

Empty and naked, lonely,
under a blanket
Under the blanket of all that you've done,
staring at the digital clock red glare
in my eyes and every so often i actually
focus on it to learn the time as if
it really mattered.

and almost midnight the phone
awakens half asleep me and i dont
really give a fuck anymore.