Nadia Andrews's blog: "Random's"

" He has what we need (his face is here, his face is there, we wanna see him). He has everything (we say his name, we give him fame, we wanna be him). He's constellations and satellites. He's UFO's on angel wings, invisible in his universe of sky-he's so high. He shoots the stars and blinks the lights. His paper skin covers up his paper scars. Black of eyes, black of vanity. He's overdressed just to win us over (the hair shines, the face is pretty). He's by design and his mind has been placed by a string. He is the model nihilist. He's got the face of a million superstars. Obsessed? It's what he wanted. Impressed? It's all the sugar. I'm am candy coated, so come and see all the fashion and frolic."