Oh, but not to worry, in his umbilical depression was his other eye fully equipped with eyelid and lashes. It even had tears for sad stories and onions.

But because his belly button, I mean his umbilical eye, was nearsighted, it wore a monocle ground for distant viewing.

    He would stand naked at a window at night letting his belly button, I mean, his umbilical eye, view the moon as it flowed through the monocle into his belly button, I mean, his umbilical eye. . . .