Eyes that burn unending rage; engaging yet repugnant, hollowed eyes that i espy which flood me with discontent.
The twisted green and mottled brown of the iris pool, a lazy current dragging all into oblivion; shadow black with mirror shine and island all alone, An emptiness that oozes saline poison.
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Very well penned piece of quality poetry, such a relief from having read a whole catalogue of sub-standard work. Very strong and meaningful piece of work! Neil M.