Eyes

A pool of faces, strained and dulled
Float before me
Constant as we clatter on
Between here and there–
New places for old.

Then as shifting sands they move
at a place between places.
Always changing
Always constant.

Faces strained with fearful eyes that flicker
–here–there.
Meeting by chance to hold
But for a moment–so brief, like eternity.

The eyes in fear that glance about
The eyes in fear glazed to blindness
Eyes that fear the demons in our world.