Tuesday, February 4, 2025

a sonnet about my hair

my hair has been tearing out of my head

but the tears tear through my tearful scalp

i use extra strength conditioner to try to help

but I've bleached it so much its probably dead.

chunks came out during the dances i led,

but it never hurts, i just comb through and yelp

because i dont want to be bald, so i say welp,

and buy more treatments for it, then go to bed.

 

i see pictures of my hair the way it used to be,

thick, flowing like a river, with a gentle curl,

only in place because of the ponytail i sleep in.

i used to need to tie an elastic around one, two, three,

times to keep my hair in place, but now i can whirl

it in a small tight bun, and hold it with a pin.

 

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