razorshimmy

And my eyes stick
To all those shiny robes
you wear on a trip to the Gaza strip
in an abandoned houseboat
you will wait there
I'll be waitin' forever
I'm waitin
waitin
waitin
waitin
waitin
waitin
waitin
waitin
oh

That point you get to, in media, where you feel like someone has gouged out your eyes. Where you're supposed to rely on all those other senses, but really I'm just blind.
That's me. Where I am. Buggerit.
I swoon, and swell, and sink beneath the sealine.