FACELESS FACES by Mide Benedict

I know those faces
Though they were faceless faces
But I've seen what they look like when they lived
Each day without a face.

I know those pockets
They were so full that they dropped to the ground
But none ever touched the ground
For they were empty pockets

I know that heart
It showed love once upon one time
Everyone knew it
It loved and loved
Till it never loved

I know that river
It was great
So large
Busting its borders
Fishes were in it
Though those fishes never had gills
Because they adapted to a waterless river.

I know a tongue so many
Similar to mine,
It talked in a million ways
But it never talked
For no ear heard a single thing he said.