Wednesday, December 3, 2008

mackular de generation

My question is: Why are everybody's eyes so weak these days?

Was there some really dark 100 year period where everyone's eyes atrophied sleep standing from a magical spindle prick until some wandering playboy with stiff trousers came around for a narcoleptic orgy?

Who was awake to write about this-aside from some witch bitch?

If we took a look through the Deep-Field view of the Hubble telescope: could we see a huge number of collapsing corneas, imploding irises, destroyed pupils, and failing retinas unfolding time and space into nothings and never was'es?

Would galaxies vaporize great volumes reducing our optic nerves to their origin?

If you combine: 4 cups frozen eyelids
1-1/3 cups granulated oblique muscle
3 tablespoons quick-cooking medial rectus muscle
1/3 cup all-purpose vitreous humor
1/2 teaspoon retinal extract
Pastry for 2-crust, 9-inch Superior oblique muscle tendon
and 2 winking tablespoons of EDFCZP or OFCLTB

like the recipe says to do--

what's with all the blurry-50 to 55 minute-slop that comes out of a preheated 400-degree eye exam?

One day I will to wake and find my eyes to be morphed into shriveled wasps' nests filled with dried peas and dust. I'll go to brush my teeth and the sink will be clinked by what used to be mucusy orbs of depth perceptive fruit, peeled grapes in a Halloween bowl, inspiration's sad songs rolling down a drain into a sewer somewhere.

And I won't be at all surprised.


Robert Meehan said...

At least you've prepared yourself.

Sabra Embury said...

Pre-pared like a can of peaches into a rusty belly-button.

Robert Meehan said...

Decay can hurt people without even touching them. Just what kind of demon is it?

Sabra Embury said...


Robert Meehan said...

Oh, you've given it a name!
It ceases to exist like, poof, a slice of cheesecake.

Sabra Embury said...

Your's losing its's going toward the table...BOOM on the woody table.

Robert Meehan said...

Your tongue, useless, falls from your mouth.
On the dirt, struggling, it whispers "cheesecake".
It dies.

DOGZPLOT said...

"magical spindle prick" is a phrase that sounds really sexy but probably isnt.

Sabra Embury said...

How'd you bulls-eye the pet name to the most beloved of my flower-like female parts?

I need to read more Joyce--it's like my heart's an open book these days.

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