Monday, 31 May 2010


All my hairs advise ‘it’s easy innit,
growing up and slowly changing color?’
never the same, although it does appear so.

Never the same in all their fine particulars;
length and shade or light and oil or texture,
sometimes slimy wet and often straw dry.

When they’re bright and shiny, new and silky,
everything seems easy when we’re younger:
pushing atoms ruthlessly away
and up, and on, and on and up to grey.

1 comment:

  1. As always beeutiful ) your play with words & visuals is honest & feels always love reading your works Beez :*)