Surreality Contest

Dissect my eye to find the truth It's a telescope to inner universes Use wires from my brain Hook up, bypass, create a highway Do not converse with those there They'll ask you to cross their palm with silver But they do not see beyond Ignore the signs to "step this way" Oblivion is always edgewards For a moment's peace Rest in the cradle of my eye socket Without optic nerves, it's a safe haven Eye upon eye upon eye upon eye Can be placed within your bindle I wish you comfort on your travels