Thursday, October 17, 2013

For Mary

The diligence of artists creating,
Each individual strand of hair
As important as the individual 

A great hairdresser with a bad personality is more unbearable than a hack job barber who tells good jokes.

Sitting in the throne
Being groomed
Sharing troubles and triumphs
Bared in someone else's hands
Being sculpted lovingly

In a society, 
Where distances are kept
A stranger rubs their fingers 
Through your hair
Here is comfort.

You stare into the mirror
And you fall through
The world drifts away 
Two hands
Trimming away troubles.

I'd rather a salon chair than
A therapists couch
Any day.

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