VOICES WITH FACES by Tom Jensen
I see faces on the wall
Mimicking my reflection
As I am pacing the hall
Without any direction
Eyes are crossed
Ts are dotted
I feel their stares
I’ve been spotted
My conscience has been multiplied
As voices now have faces
Fantasy and reality undivide
No longer kept in separate spaces
The walls are now closing in
The faces now are laughing clowns
The future will show just where I’ve been
The ceiling just came crashing down
Bloodied flesh
Splintered bone
Together mesh
Into one alone