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Dead Ends

I told my stylist
Cut my hair
Get rid of the afterthoughts
The strays and the grays
Make me shine
I like to look new
Even if I’m used
All used up
Split ends that end up dead
Uneven lines and uneven psyches
Cut my hair
I told my stylist
To which he replied
Are you sure?

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4 responses to “Dead Ends”

  1. slpmartin Avatar
    slpmartin

    Really like the how the hair cut becomes representative of life in the poem…very powerful expression.

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  3. Jingle Avatar
    Jingle

    apt metaphor.
    well done.

  4. dan Avatar
    dan

    There are so many questions in life. Are you sure? Didn’t you want to remain the same? Simple but has deeper meaning. Good poem.

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