The sleepy eye

I truly know not what befell,
it just seemed like it was
a long long
long day.

I turned to a lump of flesh and two eyes.

I see,

I see time descend upon a limestone
and linger
in its moonlit sighs
and now I'm just an eye,

just a weary eye nigh!

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