Losing Face

face513

I don’t know that face,
even though
it seeped

into

my

skin

lives ago and
peers out at
me often
through
curtains of
dreams.

How can it be
I don’t know you
anymore?

• • •

©2013, Jen Payne
IMAGE: The Face of Genius, Rene Magritte

9 Responses

  1. A Magritte I don’t know, and a mysterious poem —
    Two gifts of the day.
    P.S. It doesn’t actually matter so much that you don’t know her — because she knows you.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.