This morning
I rose in bed
At the poignant tune
Of the robin
Towel over face
I shuddered
At the thought
Of facing me
I did not know
Which face
I should don
For yet another day
On the train
There they were
Faces
Different ones
The lady with mascara
The boy in spectacles
The man with pimples
The baby in deep sleep
Were they
Passing clouds?
Or just
Significant beings?
At the hospital
There they were too
Faces after faces
Very different ones
The doctor with looks
The old man in ICU
The nurse with boobs
The girl in ward 21
Were they
Passing clouds?
Or just
Significant beings?
Back in the closet
He told me again
Those faces I saw
Were masks un-unveiled
I told him
To go away
I did not want
To be swayed
He said he knew
I was desperate
To know
What lay beneath
I always wondered
Behind all the smiles
The sorrows, the angers
What would I see?
Tonight
He told me
To pick one
Again
A dilemma
I wanted to know
Yet
I didn’t want to hurt
Not the paramedic
He’s a nice guy
How could you
Let me choose him?
Mind’s in a whirl
Soul’s in a twirl
Heart’s in a swirl
Body’s in a……
His face was removed
I saw nothing
But flesh and blood
Like the other day
On the train
There they were
Faces
Different ones
The vixen with mascara
The nerd in spectacles
The dude with dimples
The elderly lady in deep sleep
Were they
Passing clouds?
Or just
Significant beings?
For yet another day
I had donned
The face
I did not know
I removed the towel
From my face
And stared
Into the mirror
The melted nose
And mouth
And the lidless eyes
– Gifts from heaven
The midnight news
Bore my face on screen
Hospital janitor
Wanted for murder