Covering
the insides of my eye
Swell out poetic
Hooves
Milestones
Tightly placed
Where none dare go
Tell me what you see from here...
An expression
Ornate with age
And many pieces of
Squared eye
Tilted head
Inside my eye
Where none dare go
Willing vessels
Bearing expression
Covering
Where I may go
Through messages
Torn above air
Showing what I see from here:
There is no such thing as inanimate objects.
They're moving
It's moving
We're moving
I'm not on drugs.
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