two rhymes and a verse

I

There is no eye in the sky
Even in The Catcher in the Rye
No fly in my chai
Just heat in her sigh

II

Dogs sleeping under the sun
There is sun for everyone
Some stay in shade 
And don't have fun

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I


He did not know the story to tell
Just flashbacks from a florescent media 
Delicate inconsistencies
The universe is our post modern God