Cataracts

When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others
 And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers
 Milk that sours is promptly spat
 Light will fill our eyes like cats
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 And they shall enter from the back
 With spears and scepters and squirming sacks
 Scribes and tangles between their ears
 Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears
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 Through the coppice and the chaparral
 The thickets thick with mold
 The bracken and the brier
 Catchweed into the fold
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 When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others
 And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers
 Milk that sours is promptly spat
 The light will fill our eyes like cats
 Light will fill our eyes like cats
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 Cataracts