Arsenic Lobster poetry journal | Final Issue 2018 |
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Eyes Unastounding Jenne Kaivo Who cried in the hall as I walked On the rug that looped tight as a noose? Who was it, and why Could not I have stopped? Long over, I’ve bypassed the door. Long gone, though the brakes on the hill Caterwaul and deprive me of sleep. I demand that I sleep. I demand as I still live, I do as I please. I demand if you kill me, You take me outside of the town. Do it far as can be from the center of town. Eyes overwhelming Stare down through the cracks in the Ceiling I’m under. I hope most of all I may sleep. Eyes unastounding Are fastened on me in the Street, I am freakish. That now matters little to me. Eyes in the mirror, The worst of them all, remind Me of eyes in the Ceiling I’m under. And these eyes deprive me of sleep. |
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