A Simple Face

                    

                  S**t!

  ugh

                         how 

                              disgustingly

                                                      CHEESY. 

                                                              

                                                 Anything I do

                       Anywhere I am

              Anyone          I                                                                                     talk to

Anything I read

I either

pout my bottom lip

to an innocent smirk

as I nod

with elegant poise

and it reminds me of Melanie

because that's what she does

or I either

curl my bottom lip

stretch it

                                     to the side

to a thoughtful jeer

as my eyes

trace the contours of

-whether it be cratered ceilings

or soaring skies-

with my teeth jutting

out almost unnoticeably  

and it reminds me of Melanie

because that's what she does

or I either

mumble agreements

to whatever it is I'm

indulging 

as my eyebrows

are 

                   being                               up

                  pulled 

by persistent invisible

steel hooks, as 

my lower eyelids

fight to reach up and

pull

them

back

down

again

and at that point

I see through

desert glazed hazel irises

instead of

chocolate doughnut irises

and it reminds me of Melanie

because that's what she does

I 

    can't

                       concentrate

with her

wrapping my

heart in a fuzzy

sugarcoat 

but I try my best 

every damn time

to concentrate only on her face

only her face, because

I will lose concentration completely otherwise

only her face

which to everyone 

is so simple

but to me....

dances reminders

on the stage

of my mood

                                 

                                                                   of how beauty is

often disowned, curbed and                                                   casted           away

                                          

but to me...

it hides

when really

it is                                                 

                                               performing art

right in front of me

b  e  a  u  t  i  f  u  l

and that reminds me of Melanie

because that's what she is.

Reviews

[Sonia Aurelio]

hey babe! as always well said! your personality and quirky natures shines through brilliantly! having experienced being accused of pulling a 'Melanie' facial! i can clearly see the descriptive images you have painted through out the entire poem!.. "dances reminders on the stage of my mood" LOVE this! I'd just change casted away to cast away. sound looks and reads better! other than that love your creativity with the visuals and the formatting of this poem babe! awesome job! well done!

[MoriartyMesa]

I love the dance of
"reminds me of Melanie" dances through out this as the steel rips into the reader in the emotions that jump. 'Is this a sad piece, is this something more animal in nature, is this a cry for help?'
To spring so many questions in one single read would not do this justice.

[Alpris]

I hope so, Antonio :3 I think she does. Thank you very much, and Jay!

[Antonio Valentino]

im guessing she feels the same about you.. if not, she should

very nice :)

[The Jay]

It was really amusing and beautiful at the same time. Very well-knitted!