We are here
over there
there is more
that’s what the voice swore.
Was it my eyes
or was it something more wise
is there a special device
am I suppose to blink twice.
I scream out to the voice
am I to make a choice
I’m here
churning within fear
and your yelling within there
am I suppose to care, of course I care
your abusing my curiosity it’s unfair.
Is it within my eyes
within my mind
in this place
I see a face
within that face
I vanish without a trace.
In time my posters will wilt
falling off their posts crinkling within the guilt
as the world forgets
and I’m erased living out life within new torments.
Temperamentally Tina 