faces can be called mechanical
half the time our expressions come on a conveyor belt
your jaw is set and tight
your mouth a thin gap between two hard parts
and your words are the nuts and bolts
that created this idea of you
and your wiry hair
gave me a shock when I smoothed it on your forehead
I spent so much time
trying to put you together
but you’re melted shut
and I’m exhausted
from straining so hard to to pry you open