acid eyes

f.w. is telling us about the time he got maggots in his eye. they fell out of an old ham sandwich he scrounged from the alley. it was awful, he said.

i'm only half listening because i'm flashing back to an acid trip i had in highschool. I was with the band, side-stage at the annual Star Search. The Lords of Metal. Right before we went on, Zia had asked me in a whisper if I was dropping chemistry. I had no idea what she was talking about; my grades were straight A's. But everything Zia said to me sounded like 'I love you'. So I said, sure. To be cool. She pale palmed me a mchit and told me to put it under my tongue. After the show all I remember is floating in her pool listening to 'give me another chance'. i never went back to school. which is why i guess we're eating from cans.