The voyeur, the peeper, the Peeping Tom, is a dark

comedian. He is repulsive in his dark anonymity,

in his secret invasion. He is pitifully alone.

But, strangely, he is able through this same silence

and concealment to make unknowing partner of

anyone

within his eye's range. This is his threat and power.

There are no glass houses. The shades are drawn

and "real" life begins. Some activities are impossible

in the open. And these secret events are the voyeur's

game. He seeks them out with his myriad army of

eyes-like the child's notion of a Deity who sees

all. "Everything?" asks the child. "Yes, every-

thing," they answer, and the child is left to cope

with this divine intrusion.

The voyeur is a masturbator, the mirror his badge,

the window his prey.

poem by The Lizard King