I look small without a wee
'stache below my nose,
grey and black it never grows.
I feel so small, like it, my nose,
on the other hand,
out of it grows ferns and forests,
white, green and charcoal.
tickling, most, memorable.
I am remembering,
at nineteen I tried to grow sideburns.
They came in *****.
Soft and sultry, I shaved them off, well,
just the tops. In the mirror, I still,
look small.