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Scrittura

I Don’t See My Face

Anymore

Photo by Jovis Aloor on Unsplash
Photo by Jovis Aloor on Unsplash

I don’t see my face anymore
it’s down there finding gold in lips
intertwined in misty wet bliss
I thought it momentary once
not coming as reason to live
fitting choice though when love’s forlorn
when crows disclose they’re off to war
I see my famished face again
mirror’s wrong to instead reflect
colour for hue me for someone
Who am I dear woman bad life
Methinks I have died yesterday
when the pussy was right on time…

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Patrick M. Ohana

Patrick M. Ohana

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A medical writer who reads & writes fiction & some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. https://patrick-m-ohana.anthi-and-m.com