The tedium of the itchy eyeball – just the act of looking is annoying.
Better just to let those fleshy lids fall
you never notice anything worth seeing anyway
– no clear vision to present the world.
Nothing that would make even the most slack-jawed catch their breath.
Just receive what gets transmitted
with nothing
approaching
sense making apparatus in that shirt pocket
you call mind.
Mind you, wouldn’t know the way you go on
– gabba gabba all damn day.
Anything for a motherfucking look-at-me.
LOL.

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