Phantasmagorical Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Touch your feelings
become lost as your
eyes fearfully await
some redemption!
That mask; that two
which you, is each
vaguely mirroring
of your lying souls.
You; have changed you
frantically, behind your halo's
glow. Seek forgiveness in the truth.
The ignorance of forgetfulness is truly
destroying each of you. Everyone weeps
then; disappears through, the faint space
at dawn. And the sky is dancing; depicting as
a shadow, the two faux you', behind that mask!
And this exposes you, silly you, hiding inside of you!