Monster’s Eyeball
Monster’s Eyeball
Bartender! There’s a fly in my drink!
I’m sorry, what? It’s not a fly?
Then what, may I ask, is this thing floating here -
Good Lord!! Do you see what I think I see?
Are those -
Eyeballs in my martini? (Seriously?!)
Following me everywhere,
Around the room, the hall above,
And on the topmost stair,
They watch my every move
As I dance away the night
At the Devil’s gorgeous ball,
Where they’re playing the Red Death Waltz
In the Black Room down the hall.
They won’t let me be,
(There are a million eyes on me!)
They won’t set me free!
I’m trapped in this glass coffin
For the universe to see!
(Eyes full of baleful glee!)
I don’t wanna save the world;
This world needs no saving:
I don’t wanna change the world;
Nothing will change this craving
To make those staring eyeballs
To see me as I am
They know it’s all a sham.
They smell of calumny,
So I dare not want to be,
Or even not to be.
They cannot set me free!
(Those million eyes on me!)
And they cannot let me be,
I’m screaming in a glass coffin
For all eternity!
(Like a billion angry leaves
hanging from a tree!)
I did not hear the music
That shattered through my spine;
I tasted fourteen billion light years
Hyperspacing in the wine;
Twining and interweaving
Leaves and swelling grapes
Of wrath looming large as
The widening void gapes,
Billowing up again is the shape of things to come,
It’s the abyss reaching out
From the darkness I’ve become.
Shards of broken glass,
Harmless on the floor -
Pick any one, plunge in deep,
And watch the crimson flow
Of tears and endless time
From those eyeballs in the glass.
Bottoms up, my pretty,
All this will quickly pass!