It’s in my eye.
I’ve got something in my eye!
Ugh, and it wriggles.
It’s like sickly clumps threatening to weep from my tear ducts.
It’s like a bear’s come along and had a shit in my eye, mushed it in so it’s clumped around the nerve.
It’s like I’m looking through water, like things aren’t focused — it’s this ghastly headache that complements the nausea and dizziness negatively.
It too can fuck off.