Salt

Your face, drawn taut
Muscles feel bigger than they usually do around your jawline
They emerge from under the surface like pulled ropes
Drawing your mouth down, into an awkward position
Your skin feels tight, like a mask
Like after time spent in the sun

You inhale your air nicely
Your body, mostly water, meshes
You combine, store, process

Your skin, does it feel like carved stone?
The forced lines, wrinkles, folds
It's so very human, but so odd to see.

We never quiet look like ourselves.

Why does this happen to me?

Whose face is this?

Why...why now?