bristles, leaves of coverage
without it one is somehow weakend
with it seen as stronger, more attractive
sometimes flopped over
others slicked back
some full, thick like the amazon
others thin, or splochy with lacunas
originally desiged for warmth
now with the invention of hats not really needed
I sometimes feel mine keeps
things from spilling out
things like standing up in a library and yelling "fuck"
or the thought of shutting my eyes while driving
things that would normally spill out,
out over the tops of my ears
or through the flat spot
where my spine connects
it keeps the evil thoughts in
it filters the incoming messages
it stands straight up
or clumps to one side or another
it curls, or it mats down
it falls out and turns gray
I think about it every day, at least once
typically with a draconian sentiment
just after hearing the commment
"you should do something about that"
women and metrosexuals obsess about it
analyze it, tend to it, fix it, 100 times a day
money is spent in the millions
to keep it longer, color it, add chemicals to it
cut it, extend it, thicken it, thin it....
to bad the same individual focus is not given to world peace
the golden rule, or smiling.
lacuna \luh-KYOO-nuh\, noun;
plural lacunae \luh-KYOO-nee\ or lacunas::
1. A blank space; a missing part; a gap.
2. (Biology) A small opening, depression, or cavity in an anatomical structure.
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