Obsessed with eyes

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You were getting obsessed with eyes
They never satisfied you
They were the eyes belonging nowhere
A melt-weld in the sky; a raincloud of tears for parched animals to drink

You were getting obsessed with eyes
They flew about in your waking dream like flying ants
You could pick them up with your fingertips like dust particles
They excited you like unopened parcels

You were getting obsessed with eyes
They were positioned as watching-eyes
Another imaginary friend from school
Or the eyes of frogs that tunnelled through your skin

Then one eye went missing, it left the celebration
The world outside was too big, you’ll never find it
So, you went to sleep as the storm took hold

In the morning it was all clear
You looked into your mirror and there it was
Side by side with your normal eye like a cuckoo

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