Giant Eyeball

So. A giant eyeball washed up on a Miami beach.

Just imagine that….




Are you still in there?

In the deepest ink of the sea,


and screaming peels of high pain

into unlit nothing.

Or are you dead

and heavy sunk to the

fathomless bottom,

limp tentacles moving in the swell,

one eyed head cleaved back,

vacant rotting flesh socket

swarming with small life.


Filed under poems, poetry, writing

2 responses to “Giant Eyeball

  1. weren’t you always squeamish about eyes? watched jaws at the weekend. This is reminiscent…

    • clairelwebster

      Absolutely right, loathe the things…had to put my head between my knees half way through…..and Jaws! I thought it reminded me of something!

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