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Growing my hair down below my knees...


just different

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stimulated courtesy follicles,
where Coconut, Olive, Grapeseed,
Jojoba, Amla and Vitamin E oils
allowed, enabled,
and provided head start
germinating peach fuzz into brown strands
after Flaxseeds, Pumpkin seeds and Fenugreek
being sprinkled on my scalp
yielded a bumper crop of hirsute weeds
occasionally tripping me up

analogous to hallucinogen
causing a public health hazard
warranting, necessitating, and goading me
to give shout out for stylist

to tender mine lovely brunette locks,

which might be repurposed into a wig
for patients undergoing chemotherapy,
or afflicted with alopecia,
(the partial or complete absence
of hair from areas of the body
where it normally grows; baldness).


As a knobby kneed, puny,

scrawny, wimpy kid whose,
(back in the nineteen sixties),
his parents decreed their singular

(painfully shy dorky, geeky and nerdy)

old school boy who sported a buzz cut,
which found him reacting and responding
(in short order rebelling)
passive aggressively by
refusing to bathe

until mommy dearest demanded
(well nigh upon

the bewitching hour of midnight)

to witness her son soaked

and essentially marinated
(until my skin shriveled like a prune)
in the (clawfoot) tub
lest he stink to high heavens,

and given a serious dressing down

by the timely principal Mister Clock.


Far back as I can remember,
the significance of hair

assumed an outsize role,
whether enviously eying other lads
their thick straight hank,

or nowadays bristling
with self reproach

cursed with thinning
greasy limp strands

(interspersed with gray)

experiencing shame being seen in public,
a disgrace to our family name of Wagstaff
and an embarrassment
to the human race

ofttimes associating

myself with Samson,
whereat emotional, physical,
and spiritual strength
rooted (pun intended)
within each hair shaft


(the visible part of the hair
that sticks out of the skin),

and rooted in the skin and extends

down to the deeper layers of the skin

surrounded by the hair follicle
(a sheath of skin
and connective tissue),
which is also connected
to a sebaceous gland.


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