My Eyebrows

My eyebrows are wilds of salt and pepper
dark shades perched above blue of my eyes
from time to time I clip some tentacles
knowing entanglement will soon grow more

absentminded curator of my face
seeking something else, I'll let appearance 
go its own way, suddenly discover
that I have left myself all untended 

a face is just a face, yet I must face
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