Small Face

Long arms and a small lower face
Awkward until acknowledged
As in a pointy uncurved nose
Extruded like copper
I see it now
Furrowed brow
Thoughts and inside ins

Appraisal need 
My gizzard feed
Another stomach stone
Heavy between 
My spine and spleen

The width that I most fear
As thin as sin
As wide as skin
To make up for not seeing
Abstraction born
I'll mourn my fragile years

Today is rent 
There's no owner
I pay and calmly reside
In this the only home I'll have
A shifty, valid house