@@@@@Which means I can start sleeping through
@@@@@Which means I can
start sleeping through again
"If I were you, Edgar, I'd sleep on this gallery
thing, and for more than one nightYou've been a busy bee, but I doubt if
you have enough pictures yet to-"
There was a tiled pillar behind himHe staggered
back against itIf it hadn't been there, I'm
pretty sure he would have gone downThe effects
of the bourbon were wearing off a little, but
there was enough of that hyper-reality left for me
to see what happened to his eyes when he lost his
equilibriumThe right one looked down, as if to
check out his shoes, while the bloodshot and weepy
left one rolled up in its socket until the iris
was no more than an arcI had time to think that
what I was seeing was surely impossible, eyes
couldn't go in two completely different directions
like thatAnd that was probably true for people
who were healthyThen Wireman started to slide"Wireman? Wireman!"
He gave his head a shake, then looked at meEyes
front and all accounted forThe left one was
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glistening and bloodshot, that was allHe took
out his hankie and wiped his cheek
"I've heard of putting other people to sleep with
a boring line of quack, but oneself? That's
ridiculous
"You weren't dozing offI don't know
what you were
"Don't be seely, dollink," Wireman said
"No, your eyes got all funny
"That's called going to sleep, muchacho He gave
me one of his patented Wireman looks: head cocked,
eyebrows raised, corners of the mouth dimpled in
the beginnings of a smileBut I thought he knew
exactly what I was talking about
"I have to see a doctor, have a checkup," I saidI promised my friend KamenHow
about I make it a twofer?"
Wireman was still leaning against the pillar