Pareidolia

Today, I saw faces on the walls

Long noses and piercing eyes.

I cried along with the tears of another.

There were no sounds to call my own

Like a silent movie without a plot

They moved like people.

Fickle and foul beings fumbling through life

These silent stares bore holes into my soul.

Blank faces lacking vigor and compromise.

Today, I saw faces on the wall.

Tomorrow, they will greet me once more.

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