It'll Grow Back
I say, "I'm sorry,"
run into her office
like Samson to Delilah
after a haircut,
as sorry for the hacking
as for what I'd done.
You expect a haircut
to change everything.
The world will be different.
Pillars that blocked the way
will crumble. I'll be a
new man and everyone
will see. I brood
over the buzz cut.
It takes a few days.
It grows on you--the new
look. Of course,
your hair grows, too.
Ultimately, you say,
"It'll grow back,"
shrug your shoulders,
"It's not the end of the world."
It’ll Grow Back
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Re: It’ll Grow Back
I like this humorous take. Delightful
Re: It’ll Grow Back
Clever poem, Billy. Really enjoyed.
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