There's a floating eyeball in the corner
It's watching me
Like sand
Nothing makes sense anymore
Float on eyeball
Float
Float
Float
Dive eyeball dive
Down into the floor
See the cat
She wants to play
You're a bell now eyeball
Ring on eyeball
Ring
Ring
Ring
Is that the phone
It's floating too
So strange
What I see in these eyes
Colored markers on the windowsill
Notes hanging from my mirror
Eyeball-bell is talking now
Hello eyeball
Hello
Hello
Hello
There's a red eyeball in the corner
Something is wrong though
My left eye grows dark
Something sticky is running down my cheek
What is it
I can't see it
Pretty little eyeball
Pretty
Pretty
Pretty
Sand too is something weird
White little crystals with blue
Coral pieces added in
Odd so odd
With you I see you with sand
White little crystals
White
White
White
There's a dull eyeball in the corner
It's not watching me now
But it's blue and white
Like sand
With coral pieces added in
NOTHING MAKES SENSE ANYMORE
Blue eyeball
Blue
Blue
Blue
Author notes
Classical music makes me feel odd. I write my best or oddest poetry when under this drug. Bach, Mozart, Ludwig, Tchaikovsky. Ah. Such greatness.
What do you feel after and before? Interpret what you feel for me, let my eyes see what you feel from my words.
Comments
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i love this piece i love how you made it look like drops falling down. the imagery is a tad disturbing and thats the best part lol. i realy enjoyed reading this



