What is a face but a map,
its own mystery.
What am I missing?
What am I not seeing?
I have no eyes for
where this is leading.
Don’t tell me
it’s one of those answers
that is right in front of my face.
On the tip of my tongue.
At the end of my nose.
I can’t see
the big picture.
If I’m too close,
there’s no going back.
It coloring everything.
It’s so wearing on me.
I’m so at sea.
It’s like you’re looking
right past me.
I really don’t know
who I am anymore.
I can’t get any distance.
Feels like,
if I blink,
it’s over.
I never felt so invisible.
I’m in such a world of hurt.
I’m in dire straights.
Could you give me
some latitude?
I can’t tell
if I’m coming or going.
Just tell me what you see.
Do you read me?
I can’t begin to tell you how much
is going on in my head right now.
(photo: Joshua Paul/AP. caption: An unidentified woman with her face painted, depicting the flight of the missing Malaysia Airline, MH370, poses in front of the “wall of hope” at Kuala Lumpur International Airport in Sepang, Malaysia, Monday, March 17, 2014. Authorities now believe someone on board the Boeing 777 shut down part of the aircraft’s messaging system about the same time the plane with 239 people on board disappeared from civilian radar. But an Inmarsat satellite was able to automatically connect with a portion of the messaging system that remained in operation, similar to a phone call that just rings because no one is on the other end to pick it up and provide information. No location information was exchanged, but the satellite continued to identify the plane once an hour for four to five hours after it disappeared from radar screens.)
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