There is a LOOK!!!
Like cold ice.
from men and mice,
I will not ignore,
The warmness in a motionless shore,
Keeping me from the insanity
The stare in my vanity
promises looking straight at me
tears of serenity
free from all mental stress or anxiety
drowning in self silence,
holding on to balance,
my eyes flick vindictively.
staring at movement in a ghostly way
hiding like baldness under a toupee,
wider than the projection of a silhouette
sleeping away the visions I want to forget,
Like I said there is a LOOK!!!
I'll never understand,
From mice to: man.