Poetica: About face

How does my face speak
as I digest what you say?
How do you read me?
Belief, disbelief,
questioning or irony,
or aren't you looking?
may soon tell the whole story
of what I'm feeling.
For now, turn my way –
my face is talking to you.
Please listen to me.

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