The eye on upon the eyes, the eyes upon the mausoleum. The eye upon the face of God as it seeps throughout your veins. The eye upon the crowd that marvel as you linger with your tincture. The eye upon the heart, beating, slamming against the head. The eyes upon the audience, that watch as you watch. The iris in its garden of Eve. Iris in the hole. Dark horror beware because the gecko is in town. Watching on the wall.