dawning
As the realization was dawning on me
I felt a piece of my face slip off and hit the ground
Causing my skin to run
In all directions
As if it were butter on bone
Slowly more pieces came
Like a melting candle
Exposing a fried wick at the core
I tremble at my fragility
Shake like a fearful animal
I piece my head back together
But backwards
Walking sideways
On the highway
With eyes on each side
Of my face
upside down
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