Muscle Over Bone

Poetry, Day Two: Face

For today’s poem, take a single face you know as your point of departure. It doesn’t even have to be a real-life, flesh-and-blood face you’re writing about. Faces are everywhere in the texture of our daily lives: from portraits in the museum to the banknotes in our wallets, and from billboards and street art to online profile pictures.

the-three-skulls

What we are is wrapped in skin

muscle over bone

We are our words we are our deeds

not

muscle over  bone

Vilhelm Hammershoi
Vilhelm Hammershoi

We hide behind our faces

our lips, our eyes our tongue

We are guarded, masked,  hidden

by muscle over bone

1866c Still Life with Skull and Candlestick oil on canvas 47_5 x 62_5 cm Private Collection

Author: animar64

I write- the rest is filler

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