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****** Hairs Mystify ****** hairs mystify, Growing how and where they will, Which partly sheds light on reason why They call it, willy-nilly. White, black, silky, coarse, All on the selfsame surface – Growing inward, shooting up and outward! It’s ridiculous! At times I curse the space They call the face. It shows no logic. It’s not magic, not strategic, But some feeble plan of nature, Some chaotic plan inscrutable Whose structure is a stricture On a want of one thing or another. Keeping tweezer handy Without ever understanding, I surrender To a power Higher than… And I give in, Say a prayer for some unwitting sin I must be paying for. Follicles win Hands down, I mean, Face down. ****** Hairs Mystify 10.15.2016 Circling Round Nature II; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Vanities II, Circling Round Woman II; Arlene Corwin .
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Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
****** Hairs Mystify
****** Hairs Mystify ****** hairs mystify, Growing how and where they will, Which partly sheds light on reason why They call it, willy-nilly. White, black, silky, coarse, All on the selfsame surface – Growing inward, shooting up and outward! It’s ridiculous! At times I curse the space They call the face. It shows no logic. It’s not magic, not strategic, But some feeble plan of nature, Some chaotic plan inscrutable Whose structure is a stricture On a want of one thing or another. Keeping tweezer handy Without ever understanding, I surrender To a power Higher than… And I give in, Say a prayer for some unwitting sin I must be paying for. Follicles win Hands down, I mean, Face down. ****** Hairs Mystify 10.15.2016 Circling Round Nature II; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Vanities II, Circling Round Woman II; Arlene Corwin .
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arlene-corwin
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
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