Watch me
With your eyes of blue--
And black, and green, and grey, and brown.
Watch me
With those eyes so big--
Or small depending on you being close or far.
Watch me
With your eyes between lashes--
Two pairs of fine hair above and below.
Watch me
With those eyes to death
Until they lay closed or open with cataracts.
Watch me,
Take the chance of now
Because in one second it will be done.
Watch me
It's the final count
But after that second I will be gone.
So watch me,
And intake me--
Like or as a memory.
--Apr. 16, '18, Edited: April 18-19, May 3 & 5
Throughout writing this I had Bo Burnham's joke in mind.
#generaling #detail #eyecatcher
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