narrow electric line eyeball edge AH!
something's wrong, there are rules to seeing -
i named all the tulips in the garden
they have multiple but specific genders
neon lights are like mothers;
they try to be helpful but make things blurry
zooming backwards I smell meat again
the bonny cuckoo sings "meeeeeaaaaaat" god I'm hungry
i'm in the city again there are no tulips
my eyes my eyes my EYES!
I will go around relating to things
"hello!" and "excuse me" and "kiss me oh -"
OH! MY EYES! If I pull out my eyelashes at work
can I go home and nap?
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