I see faces in almost everything.

To be the most interesting
is an ability I’ve never had.
I could share I see faces
in almost everything
and if I allow it
those faces would appear
to the point in which
fear would be destroyed within me
because eventually I’d see nothing
besides eyes appearing
when the lights are off,
when the lights are on,
and to be alone
would be an impossibility.

I see faces in the cracks of cement
in the speckled paint upon my ceiling
in the shag of carpets
in the woodgrain on doors
in the reflection of light from the bulbs
in the screws upon the faucet
in a basic porcelain toilet.

If your eyes look long enough
everything has a design
if you open yourself to it
the eyes show through
and eventually you’ll go mad
or that’s what they say
although I like to think I’m open
in ways others have closed
themselves off.

To be interesting
I am not.
To say the faces appear
as the alcohol hits my blood
I’d have to share
I haven’t had toxins in my blood stream
in over a year
nor have I have I ever indulged
on the regular.
Nor have I smoked myself
to a state of insanity
for I’m not the high type
I keep my lows
I rather enjoy those.
Smoking would ease the anxiety
and the anxiety is my zone
I simply am just off
within a life
that is based within my head
created naturally.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina