My left eye was gouged
It rolled away on the ground
The sight was profound
It rolled down the sidewalk
And into the street
It rolled to Coney Island
And played Shoot the Freak
The boardwalk had changed
But the Cyclone was the same
My eye jumped in the pocket
Of a girl with brown curls
She didn't notice that
She trailed an optic nerve
My eye licked a pie
And slammed a cool beer
And rolled onto the pier
It gazed out over the salty blue
And recalled the cavity that it once knew
Already a lovely distant memory
There'd be no tears with
The docked left behind
Milia dilation to say its sweet goodbye
My left eye was free
And it rolled into the sea
Into the sea
While back home
I fumbled to fill the empty hole
I found a dried rosebud
I've kept from my love
The dehydrated bloom was an awkward fit
But what else could I do?
But when it startled the mailman
I popped in a pretty glass marble for show
It couldn't be too difficult to fill a silly hole
It couldn't be too difficult to fill a silly hole

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