They dyed his hair, bleacht his brain
put him on the street.
Will he find again
ever, in a store window
liquid & discreet
the old face?

They dreamed him up: CONTROL ALT DELETE!
put him on a plane.
A voice in the headphones (the pilot?)
said: REPEAT
passenger is a junky & a failed spy.

                  He sobbed
over the circuitry of the world
on an infinite night flight
overdosed, unable to die.

Derrick's Trip - Fugue