Author's Note:

This is a collection of five (I think?) poems, or poem collections,
that I wrote while watching the 11.17.02 episode of Alias. They're
kinda sappy, and they're a tad confusing, but you'll live. Trust me.
^-^;;

Now, for the good stuff - I'm writing a series! I'm writing a series!
(this doesn't have anything to do with my poems, but I had a lot of
sugar this morning. Gimme a break, mhkay?) It's called 'City of Lost
Angels' and it's a few POV's about the Alice-Mikemike-Sydney triad.
Yip yip for me. ^-^;; (This ends my shameless selfplug. Like I said,
sugar.)

Read on, and all flames and what not are welcome! And, oh yes, Alias
is not mine. Otherwise, Vaughn would have an hour-long show to
himself, reciting these poems. Fun, fun. And oh yes, Sark would then
procede to kill Vaughn (who, while I love, is getting *so* old) and
run off to Mexico with Sydney, where they would get married with a boat
captain as their witness. This captain would turn out to be Sydney's
father, the priest her mother, and the two impoverished men in the back
of the church would be Dixon and Sloane... ({c} moi, 2002)

~Lily