#275 ~ Dry Eyes

Eyes snap open, unfocused, latching inky pupils onto a distorted clock. Is it pointing at quarter to or twenty to? Does that mean it’s 8 or 9? When did I need to arise?

Dry eyes, held firmly open by invisible pincers that grip above and below and spray invisible beams to stimulate the iris and keep them wide.

Those tired, dry, dry, eyes.

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One thought on “#275 ~ Dry Eyes

  1. Katy says:

    Tired, fatigued already? and term not properly started yet! The price you pay for charitable works. May the needy one day come to realise the sacrifice made on their behalf and be gracious enough to acknowledge and bless you.

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