Date: Mon, 1 Jun 1998 09:08:40 -0500 From: Phanny Subject: SUB: CONTEST: I Open My Eyes I Open My Eyes (Into the Looking Glass) I open my eyes and memories fade Of hate I have faced, and love I have made Anonymous encounters in bath houses and bars The bright lights of the city and the shiny new cars Smoke filled rooms and the scent of desperation All of us searching for new sensations Hope filled eyes stained with jaundice Did someone say the end is upon us? Tripping over the homeless, prostrate on the street Ever running scared, dancing around defeat As I dash in front of them, taxi drivers curse me Somewhere in this city there's a hearse for me Stop to catch my breath, to puff on a fag Light up the end and take a long drag Repelled by what I see in the looking glass The reflection mocks me as alarmed strangers pass So tired of running but afraid to stop Is there no hope for this modern day fop?