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EYES IN THE VINES

Shadows are holding their breath

Scavengers hoping I’m dead

What are those vines there?

What are those eyes there?

How did they find me?

Eyes in the vines

 

They think they own me—they do

They want inside me—they do

I am their object

Magnified insect

To infect and dissect

Eyes in the vines

 

Let me sleep, let me sleep, let me sleep

Go away, go away

Let me sleep, go away

Leave me alone, go away   

Let me sleep

Who is that creature?

That’s not a mirror

Let me sleep

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