Permanent parentheses
around the mouth.
Apostrophied eyes,
furrowed forehead
to emphasize
the underlined thought,
the exaggerated worry
(and to think I was in a hurry).
Facial punctuation
is hardly compensation
for bitten lips,
for nibbled fingertips.
An unjust indication
of time in motion;
the unkind frustration of
a passing notion
streaks, as the
silver thread
sprouting from my
ageless head.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment