Poetry

The Fall, 29 (273.)

Sometimes a little bit of weird
is worth the risk.
Cut my own hair today.
Got out of the shower, finally acknowledged
that the length was bothersome,
and just
like
took scissors to it.
Not the best plan,
wet tufts of hair all over the ground.
Put it in the trash and remembered
someone saying, a long time ago,
“It’s really easy
to just cut it into one length
and it looks fuckin’ choppy.”
Well, that’s what I did.
Weird sections all over my head,
but uh,
my hair is shorter now.
I’m thinking I’ll refine the cut
after my next shower,
and if it really goes south,
I’ll just
shave my damn head.

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