Wednesday, March 04, 2009

inside my eyes

I can’t escape my eyes
Darkness has seemed to overcome my looking
Everything in this room is foggy.

I am in a Steven Wonder song.
I am in a disco
Each person above my bed moves chairs
I feel I’m stuck in songs with a bed
Because there’s no real reason for me to be sick
Except something crawled wrong into my eyes.

I cannot delay inside my eyes
Whose own insides ask for delay
So many objects my eye’s insides see
FAST! I have a headache very big
Relying on enormous to fulfill that adjective
My headache is the most sincere expression
Of the feeling stuck in my eyes.

I feel like household industrial strength cleaners
Before it was made illegal
I had hope Wednesday would come sooner
Because my eyes escape that day.

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