Looking deeply into his wide-open eyes
Exposing everything to her well-schooled probing stare
Noting hidden secrets and flaws
Such was the life of an ophthalmologist
Looking deeply into his wide-open eyes
Exposing everything to her well-schooled probing stare
Noting hidden secrets and flaws
Such was the life of an ophthalmologist
Knowing hands twisted and tied the thick cords with ease
Noting where the rope had begun to fray
Outside the wind began to howl, which he thought fitting
There was no better accompaniment when at the gallows
Noting all the brand new stories from today that were arrayed in front of him, he liked the buffet of content
Except there just wasn’t anything spicy enough to be worth the headline.
What he needed was sizzle, but all he had in front of him was steak.
So he carved everything up to bite sized pieces so at least they had to come back for more.
Slip sliding along the sidewalk
Noting each cloud I exhale
Overcast skies drop huge flakes on my tongue
Winter has decided to play with me
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