Lockdown hair, hairdresser neglected, touseled and freed to pursue its own destiny.
Arched eyebrows, tweezer plucked into submission, shocked by the inevitable.
Almond eyes, narrowed and sightless, all pupil, iris a mere halo of dopamine delight whilst mascara flecks scatter themselves across my lower eyelid.
Wrinkles and crinkles in delta patterns etched across my skin, testimony to all the orgasms, all the laughter, all the pleasure that has gone before.
Teeth bared, lips tight, breath inconsequential, saliva flecks glistening.
Flushed in blissful abandonment as I stare in misty eyed delerium at my mirrored reflection.
The sacrifices I make for authenticity.
