I Am The Face

Darkness dissipates

as rain streaking

upon glass.

The outline of a face

washes away

streaking,

fading

in the night.

I look past

this hallowed

perception

twisted

through

the translucent

water

and into the darkened air.

But, alas,

I am the face

washing away.

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