Jacques Maurice

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Xvii - Poem by Jacques Maurice

Day after day my face runs away
and yaps at people,
whose faces have run away too.

It’s embarrassing to find myself faceless
in a faceless crowd.

I would speak to my face about this,
but I don’t know who
my face is.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011


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