I paint my face
covering the flaws
Heavy sockets cradle the sleepless hours
unfavourable blush and uneven creases
tell stories of worry and woe
map out my mind across my face
pieces drawn to disguise.
Where from
the
thoughts sprouting
are across a
planted like
weeds muddy field
A field thats walked across and trodden on
journey with care across its banks
because others have left marks
I cannot un trace.