Full Disclosure

Then, my eyeball squeezed out of its socket with a squishy pop and landed on the floor, where it scurried off on what looked like tiny human legs or baby fingers. Before I could grab it, the thing dove into a mouse hole in the wall, where it lives to this day.

And that's why I wear an eye patch and also I'm selling this house for such a bargain.

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Cassette Tape Blues

We drifted toward eachother in that metaphysical space
The seventh sub-basement beneath the building of our minds
That dark nothing under our conscious reality
And you pulled me in like a supermagnet
Our attraction wasn't merely physical or emotionalmental
It wasn't fate or will's design
We swam through crawl spaces between the places outside space
And holding hands fell through the schisms in reality
Then winked out like a distant lighthouse