I have little needles in my eyes
when they prick I twinge
I have a very false sense of security
I wrap myself inside a little paper doll and toss that out for the world to see
The eyes are the benefit
they can see the truth of it all
of nothing
everything
thing–and the falsifications of the entire earth justified in the meat
bang bang bang bang bang
All the little critters
flutter flutter
down into the sound of
my feet on the ground
patter patter
eating something or another from the sight
The sight
The sight and the mirror exploding into a million fragments of itself
and me
you and I
the entire world–the sky
All crumbling
down down down
into the sea
the infinite sea
of all the things that everyone wants to be
inside of us all
The freedom and the bondage
the nails and the hammer
bang bang bang
the sound goes into the skull and drives it all in hard
hard as can be
hard like the…