Eye to Eye

The eye studies its lid.
The palm that contains
The eye is wrapped around
A brown bottle.
The eye sees red and it is
Very cinematic.

It is here the landscape
Is cast, it is here judgment
Upon it rules with an
Aluminum fist.
An eye is brought up
Not quite seeing things as they are.

Even the eye atop the pyramid,
The eye of providence
With a beam of sunlight
Temporarily blinding it,
Wishes it wore
Stevie Wonder’s shades.

Eye to eye,
Everyone looking
At the world upside down,
Dreaming it in,
Dreaming themselves out.
The eye studies its lid.