Our faces are soap, our faces are slippery and fragrant things. The rest of our heads are soap grafted onto wooden bodies.
Our faces are wet and losing mass. The exfoliating seeds in our heads, exposed to the air and the sun's voice, fall to the ground.
Our eyes are inside bubbles. The exfoliating seeds dropped from our heads germinate into the distorted world, their cotyledons catching and reflecting the sun's voice back into our melting ears.