poetry

this face

not a precise face

no symmetry

character maybe

the kind of face that changes

with light, with food, with climate

with mood

a face harsh and blaring

no hiding this face

sharp angles and mouthy

hard hearted cut-throat

but really not really

pretending familiar

between eyebrows

anxious tell-tales

the kind of face that changes

with sleep deep and dreaming

with blood pressure

no symmetry

not a precise face

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