The faces 

of a thousand

merged to one

and standing alone

on white grass

I recognized the smile

beneath the mask

Reason of things to come

trees burning

as bright as our sun

I remembered these sights

and I

remembered you

with hair

spun from nylon

with lazer eyes

and a computerized mouth

that mimicked

the most otent sighs

You

with a clean suface

and a center filled with sand

and a truth

that would never measure

the entire span

Your voice that too

echoed pure

and the angle of sound

that generated from cord

could uset the balance of the stablest core