Off to the hospital
Oh well another test,This one's for my eyes.
Not allowed to drive,
Cause there putting those
horrible drops in my eyes.
I know it's not very hospitable,
That I don't like hospitals.
But they do seem pretty good,
At keeping us all alive.
As for seeing is believing,
I believe I see spider's in my eyes.
There webs are spinning through my head,
Filling it with cobwebs,
Of insanely things I see.
I close my eyelids my eyes are still awake,
As I move them for heavens sake.
There's a ring of light that's deep;
That I can plainly see that's inside of me.
It seems my road to hell,
Isn't paved too well.
guess I'll have to wait and see,
If I can that is;
That's what's wrong with me.
To much thought not enough thinking,
To many spider's in my eyes no maybes.
I hope they don't grow big enough,
To allow them to have babies.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2025-11-25 at 00:19
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