Half a Face

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Don’t move.
If you stay
just that way you look most
loving —
half a mouth seems to smile;
you are guileless.
Slow calm of profile,
shadow of lips, nose,
one closed eye — such soft sweep of
lashes

of our words brought this about
but shouting ended as always.
Stay still; yes, sorry
but isn’t it all right now?

Blind,
blind, weak — if only you thought
to burrow or slice this side off
I’d show you
the other speaking face
squashed into this pillow.

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