The Haircut
Reflected in a salon mirror
A pretty petite blonde
Instructed me to take a seat
Beside her curling wand
As I looked up I shrieked, “My hair!”
“I think I need extensions.”
She was thinking Nair
My head looked like a baby chicken
Thin sprouts standing straight up
Then she turned on little clippers
And they began to cut
From time to time she had to stop
To clean the blades from gunk
Then back iito my scalp she dug
Chunk by Chunk by chunk
By the time the last hair fell
Mouse brown upon my leg
I looked back in the mirror
“My God!” I was an egg!
2010 David Brunoehler
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