Friday, January 7, 2011

R.I.P. GOATEE (for Han Delin)

"wiss zee beard,"
she said,
"you look like rock star!
but wissout you are
just regular."

she cuts
my hair. what
do i care?

"you hide,"
he said,
"behind the beard."

you are looking,
i fear,
in the mirror.

"the beard,"
she said,
"makes you look

thanks, mother.

"i like,"
he said,
"the beard. but then
i'm weird."

don't speak,

"daddy," he said,
"you did
look like a rocker,
but now you are
more like a man model."

my son, i thought,
what you are selling
i just bought.

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