Universal Bureau of Copyrights

No one knows exactly why the hole exists or where the hole leads or ends. But once inside, everyone tries to keep busy, so as to avoid thinking about it. Part-narrative poetry, part-sci-fi dystopian fantasy, readers become acquainted with the main character, a man who deconstructs himself the further down the hole he falls. Having no control over his environment, time continuum, or body, he is a puppet on strings, an icon in a video game and, as he eventually discovers within the bowels of the Universal Bureau of Copyrights, the object of countless copyrights.