three eyes stare out at me from the ceiling
in the dark
in the forest
in my room
from the fog
mental or real?
maybe both.
three eyes stare out at me and know
what I think
what I feel
where I've been
where I'll go
all I'll be
maybe more?
maybe all.
three eyes stare out at me and watch
as I sleep
as I eat
as I drink
as I weep
as I smile for the first time
maybe less?
maybe nothing.
I brave my own waters
and scream into my storms
and die again and again and again and again and again
and come back to life in the same body and mind and soul and heart and world
do you hear my sound?
eleven eleven
eleven eleven
eleven
what do you see in the darkness of night?
twelve o' clock, seven
twelve o' clock, seven
five five five
do you know about what watches you?
one five nine two
one five nine two
in five seconds, stop
three eyes stare out at the world from my face
do you see them?
we see you.
we always see you.
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
