Captive in my fantasy

of ticket selling murder,

A death every thirty seconds

I am hopped up on sugar,

The plot is oversimplified and tied up very neatly,

The enemy is black and white,

and I believe completely

I am the hero marauder,

I kill as easily as blink

I fuck like Zeus,

I fit right inside his shoes,

Projecting myself

Onto the screen

Glued to my movie seat

With sticky melted candy,

I forked over my ad-

mission price, I've

got my soda handy,

I kick the chair ahead

of mine and scream

at each explosion,

my pitiful life is shoved

aside, I'm blinded

by emotion!

Emerging from the exit,

I 'm relieved of my suspicion

purged of all my questioning

and emptied of conviction

I'm a terminator with a

superhuman torso

a great obliterator

with a savage manifesto