Faces

They say we find faces
In everything
Hard wired, adrenaline mired
To recreate an ally when in need, the
RPG overlay of multiple paths
To lead us to safety or ruin:
The gain of being able to
See outside of ourselves
Even when we're struggling to stay pace
Afloat in qualia, waves of polarised energies.

They say we search
For smiles
Motor neurons drive to replicate
That struggle against entropy,
Gravity
Muscles tightening in embrace
Lips
Flushed with the red of blood
To show that yes,
I feel good today
And that
My teeth shine like gates
As I wait for you.