On considering Plastic Surgery:
Face Map at 5X Magnification
Short forehead, spiked
gold widows mark.
Three lateral tracks
born there; deeper now.
Smoking verticals intersect
honeyed sun spots:
novel aliens. At the
bridge, two winding
prongs flanked by
silver wires.
Eyes enshroud, drape
soft flesh, impeding sight.
Once fair cheeks
palimpsest red,
descend. Leaving snout
to bare the load,
overlook sad mouth,
valleys cracking full
surround. Trailing
alleys to the jowl.
This is a map to nowhere . . .
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