In My Face

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Once I sailed peacefully across
The smooth surface of my face

Even my freckles floated with me
No ripples or craters to trap us

And still when I bring my hands up
All is smooth to the touch

But in the mirror are sunken pools
Beneath my eyes and

Crevices and cracks across the vast
White beach of my forehead

Maybe one day I will look
At the changing topography

And find rest, seek relief from
My worries and respite from stress

Maybe I’ll find cool in my sunken pools
Trace my fingers along the fissures

Then ease my soul into the cracks
And lines, find shelter when

There is no place to go
One day, one day, I hope this is so