Eyes

in poetry •  6 years ago 

Hundreds of them in my skin
they circulate like fire
walk over the walls
blue, red and black

Thousands of them within me
blinking misery in drops of light
They are
God-eyes
Lucifer-eyes
You-eyes
Millions of them stare at me from the mouth

Illustrator Brdget Tichenor - Velador
Bridget Tichenor. Velador.png

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