What If

what if your face fell? upon hearing the news, slipped right down and disappeared into the nothingness that surrounds, leaving a vacuum of grotesque and bloody bones peering out of sockets that could no longer weep, where would you go for comfort, then? to the next port in the storm would she welcome you, there? looking like that... how does it happen that the kind hearted will treat those so undeserving with tenderness and yet, those very same egomaniacs never stop to care never stop to listen, when it's not about them all about them and their nonsense, narcissistic meanderings about everything and nothing worth repeating and what of the bystanders would they scatter in shock and fear? witnesses to a face that fell, or would nobody notice as nobody really cares in this self-centered, me first world...