Poetry For Everyday People
My Face
As long
as I am writing:
looking in the mirror
is easy, my face is perfect,
it's a writers face, it's full
of magic, full of words to come,
full of chance,
the few times
in my life when I
didn't write, I could not
look at my face in the mirror, I
didn't know what I was looking
at, who, defeated is the breath I take
without words simmering, no
home, a stranger captured by strange,
my face is perfect, it's a writer's
face, it's full of magic, full of words
to come, full of chance.
as I am writing:
looking in the mirror
is easy, my face is perfect,
it's a writers face, it's full
of magic, full of words to come,
full of chance,
the few times
in my life when I
didn't write, I could not
look at my face in the mirror, I
didn't know what I was looking
at, who, defeated is the breath I take
without words simmering, no
home, a stranger captured by strange,
my face is perfect, it's a writer's
face, it's full of magic, full of words
to come, full of chance.
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My Face
My Face