Embrace your face

FACE

This face is mine
It looks so
The small,
roundness I’ve come to know
A face with freckles
A face with lines
A face unlike yours
But it’s mine
all mine
A fickle façade
A mask of flesh I can’t remove
Odd the orb that sits atop
the last groove in my spine
Looks like mine
It seems alone
Floating on the throne
I call myself:
My body, my vessel,
my face
looks like someone else
An unwrecked Irish
An imposter with a smile
A face without a past
A face that’s in denial

Seems familiar, this face must have been here
All the while
A face that has changed
Over time
A face not like yours
Must be mine