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Shaved
This pandemic has had me on lockdown
I was beginning to look like a wild yahoo
My curls were coming down to my brows
My hair’s a nightmare with no real do
I tried to give my wife “thee sexy looks”
But she smirked, uninterested and amused
“I can’t take you serious with that hair”
Unbelievable, my advances she refused!
Every morning I’d shower, primp and prep
Ready to work online and look appealing
But unlike mirrors zoom didn’t really reflect
That my hair was getting closer to the ceiling
My barber has been closed for months
But my wife just couldn’t wait anymore
And though she had practiced on my boys
I told her “next week” with trembling valor
But my bedroom antics turned to frantic tactics
“You could pull my hair” I’d say desperately
And though her eyes were fixed on my head
She’d still pull it but then not give me any
So one afternoon right after I got out of work
I said “OK, it’s time, let’s get this done”
Oh she smiled with excitement and joy
To which I naively added “I trust you hon”
First she shaved the sides, then the back
Right away I felt the cool and crisp air
I couldn’t believe how long it had gotten
Looking down on the floor, is that all my hair?
We went for the mohawk look next
It’s not an appealing look at forty-five
But for shits and giggles post it to Instagram
It’s a bit punk but I sure did look spry
Finally it all came off, I’m completely bald
My head has been completed shaved
Oh you dirty birds thought differently
But at last! I can finally misbehave
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