by cKy » Sun Jun 05, 2022 10:07 pm
you changed your hair
you changed your hair
gone are the days of a fringe mousey brown falling just short of your eyebrows
gone are the days of sharp endings of hair in your bob cut caressing your neck
now comes the age of itchy, dead, dyed hair, black like the ocean
now comes the age of growing out your hair, having it fall past your shoulders
i wonder,
as you changed your hair
as you changed your hair
and watched the brown natural pigment be devoured by supermarket black
and as you saw your hair descend to places it has not been since you were a child
was i, too, devoured?
was i, too, killed? have you gotten rid of me, now?
isn't that something?
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cKy on Wed Aug 31, 2022 1:38 am, edited 1 time in total.