Tag: silly poetry

There is a face that I once knew
         we share a nose
                     and a freckle or two
she’s stuck in selfies on my phone
        and ever present when I’m alone

She dances in the picture frames
         at both my parents’,
                        the eyes the same
and even when I’ve grown stout
       the similarity will be pointed out

The imputed I, it claims all things
         that photo there is me, it sings
that car is mine and so are these kids
       and this skin and face
                                      and pale eyelids

Everything is mine, or related to me
         while wise men retort: mistakenly!
mistaken appearance all my own
         true as ash to fire and dust to stone