Hold and listen.nSomething is missing from the celluloidnWhere actors, permissive,nHold their positionsnIn pixels to blur the lines betweennThe real and the scene.nSteal the motion from the actnPicturesque in photographs,nWhere all of my dreams suddenly seem to sate.n(All the dreams that fall between the frames within the film)nHave we been exposed?nUnrolled, developed for sale and show?n(We're in too soon to know)nHave we been exposed?nWe isolate the things we can't keep our eyes from.nAre you so alone?n(All of my dreams,nThey suddenly seemnTo float between the frames of the film,nAnd blur the lines betweennThe real and the scene. )nAre you so alone?nYou're in too soon to know,nYou fold:nI've traded my youth for white lightsnAnd black suits.