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STONEHENDGES

what is that on that face?

it is a stare,
translated only as something strange-
looking far across the country from home

seen by those who are awake
with their confused, hollow faces.

they shield themselves from the trees-
even from their silhouettes, their limbs
bending their honest growths

properly begging for light.

they are in a world without color.

i am able to see only with the eyes i was born with.
with this vision i observe.

seen only is endless color.

i reflect this light, foolishly.

it is i who is ignorant
of how highly i regard myself, eroded
against resistances to commit to ideas.

rather, i forget them.

one after another
reverberate that it is better.

their voices mutter the same trite mantra,
overlooking my relationship with truth
which i compete against.

i do not know but it is that which i am.
ought not flinch as my face goes unveiled.

it looks good. does it not? it has seen
war, been in it and thereafter

trampled over it with the feet of a god.
it has clawed its nails into what it has seen
that is not war.

give, give, give.

this face means well,
nonchalantly telling its secrets as if curios,

nurturing a fire which untouched people
gather around, clumsy feet unscathed.