whoever's looking

through my eyes

must be wondering

"what the fuck?


"is he really going

"to go cross-eyed again

"at the folly of his fellows

"while sinking with them


"into the same flaming pit of passion?

"is he really going to go all shiny

"at her or another's full breasts

"nipples winking like cheap come-ons?


"is he yet again going to peek

"behind the veil and go stark raving blind

"yammering some gibberish

"about blindingly white corridors


"and lit entities like conch lights

"along those immaculate halls? or will he finally

"close his eyes and see beyond

"all limits of vision?"


and there's the rub...whoever's looking though

my eyes has seen it all before....






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