All this poetry is so much fun. Almost as fun as face-reading. It’s like palm reading but with faces (duh haha). Did you know that Khloe Kardashian has the stolen-spouse mole? OMG. Tabloid realness. I guess there are worse things. Like the psychotic mole. I think that one’s by the ear, and a little conspicuous to uncover. Anyway. YAY DAY 10!
FACES
I have a thing for faces.
They make public transportation
my preferred mode of travel.
On the subway, some people play
freeze tag with their faces–
meaning they avoid eye contact
at all costs.
Other riders dare
to spotlight their eyes
into yours
and smile.
It feels like finding love
among the ruins.
Ever since I read this book
called The Art of Face Reading
that claimed “what is in the heart
reads on the face,”
I make it a point
to sit next to strangers
who have tenderness in their eyes
or faithfulness in their temples.
On the bus sometimes
it’s hard to resist the urge
to tell the mother of two
she has a wealth mole,
so her children can afford
to dream big.
I want to warn the elderly man
with the hooded eyes
to make peace
with the empire of his lost childhood.
Sick man of Europe.
I myself have a good wife nose.
My Pinnochio secret
because I don’t believe in marriage.
I love seeing all the different faces,
~the kaleidoscope of eyes, noses, ears, foreheads~
creating a design
of emotions in confession.
let’s analyze her face! Art History 101. Annnnd, go. haha
swoopingcurve 