Eye Exam

 Ice on my breath,

in my soul, in my blood;

ice in these eyes of mine

that couldnt lie,

couldnt get more irritated

if instead id lay my sights

down to be smoke to this worlds fire,

but, i could still try.

I

can only see

if im this frozen

and am only ever seen once i am dialed up;

and im so riled up about how 

scattered

Truth 

seems

to pupils when theyre first dialated.

You see?

Were all so dialated,

spread thin as butter-

when what this pieced together life's

tiled surface needs is grout.

the bitter youths old now;

and still i am angsty,

and still i hate it;

but hey, we made it you and i.

Angsty, yeah

and we both still hate it,

but yo!

look, we made it!

wherever the hell it is

this place is...