Bent over crying contacts,

The clear lenses flow like the falls, from my face to the floor,

Bent at waist face to floor and from my eyes they pour with facial pressure increasing volume and rate,

Contact lenses flow increases with my heart rate,

everything,

I’ve never worn contact lenses before,

hundreds are falling from my eyes and around to the floor,

though my eyes have bled before,

Yo-Yo,

Contact-Lense puddle on floor,

Puddle Pile they disappear into floor,

Be Lucid,

Be Lucid,

That’s all they are,

Yo-Yo,

This one’s walking the dog,

drawn,

Shepherds,