Ekphrasis task

Planes:

The shadows lay themselves upon us
And etch white lines below my eyes;
I remember the fear on their faces in that movie,
And the sounds that stayed with me that night.
I see tin and wet wool, lips caked in dust
But I feel so far from the planet that haunts me-
the blurring edges that haunt all of us.
No matter how much we try to remember,
We always forget their true shape,
The dints and the divets that made them,
That set us firmly into this place.
I dream, sometimes, of what it is like,
But I think I'm only one of a few.
When I fear I am fearing it all,
Not honing my eyes to hate only them,
I try not to let my trembling fear
escape my trembling hands-
I don't want to send spears into the air
not knowing where they may land.
I am fearing and fearing
just what it is that we might do
again.