This View In My Mirror How I See Myself
My blurry eyes are talkin
As I look at myself in the mirror.
Looks like my grandfather
Fallen
Facial views this over round sounds
teary eyes saddened by my brown hopeless import Flan's I marry myself then I'll
The sunken grin my visage tan
My hair resends like a sounding wave
Breath I breathe nostrils Serenade
Pump to pimpled up like a strawberry pitted
I look like rage
Somewhere between senior
And a teenager
Visages fallen
I VIEW myself swollen
Crooked lips pouch speaks out like a fish
Check textured skin rough stop like oatmeal flakes
Teary-eyed eyes swollen traffic jam
This is my early morning disguise
the face that I Witness in the bathroom mirror early morning guise
12/11/19
For The Metaphor of your Face Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless |
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