Sunday, May 11, 2014

20 Poems #5

I made my hair
have fringe
so you cannot see
the dimple over my left
eyebrow that deepens
when I worry.
You told me my face
holds too much
expression. But the truth
is that no one else
has ever looked.
I fell asleep
during hide and seek
and you woke
me from that peace.
Who knew that being
found would bring
back this dent
in my head?

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