<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520675" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Can't Close Ny Eyes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the floaters float<br>In the crepuscule of the west<br>Each a gut quivering, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As toothpicks hold my eyes open<br>Each is gut madness<br>Of some day gone by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if they pour fear and paranoia<br>It's a learning experience - <br>Close your eyes on them, <br>Ripping out the toothpicks -<br>But at my skull they grab<br>And the room fills with them.<br>The walls visibly close in -<br>Everything involved in md ken, <br>y terror -<br>Like the man descibing (the best example) <br>Of anxiety in 'The Tell-Tell Heart', <br>He is my Brother, kin and ken of my own, <br>On my watch, during my nightly vigil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stan+Petrovich">Stan Petrovich</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520675" data-title="Can't Close Ny Eyes de Stan Petrovich" data-description="When the floaters float In the crepuscule of the west Each a gut quivering, As toothpicks hold my eyes open Each is gut madness Of some day gone by. And if they pour fear and paranoia It's a learning experience - Close your eyes on them, Ripp..."></div> </div> </div>

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