Black Market Eyes - Ron Gallo

She bought new eyes on the black market

The kind where history flies by and is erased by her iris

I watched the eclipse as the sun drips across her eyelids

Her beast lingers where no one else can see

A darkness I can’t understand

A past I can’t get past

A future that I can’t feud over

I will try to understand you

Then I taped her eyes open

And crawled into her soul

Yes, I stared until she shuddered

Because I knew there was a hole

A darkness I can’t understand

A past that I can’t get past

A future that I can’t feud over

Leave everything behind

She wanders into the ground

Thinks herself down and down

Hits the wall at the bottom of it all

Then knocks and turns around

Yes she knocks and turns around