![]() Barber ShopA Poem by Sami Khalil![]() Losing your hair has many effects, even psychological... This poem highlights the reality of losing something(could be part of your identity). Also, the fear of losing something gradually.![]() Barber Shop
by Sami Khalil I have no superfluous hair to spare; No neat and dapper haircuts with flair. My salt and pepper strands have turned into a ghost, a tonsorial joint phenomenon, no way to modulate its length. Bemused watchers soon realize, I’m Bald! It sends shock waves to their skulls crowned by a hallmark, genetic vitality. I’m disappointed my hair ‘mine’ dried up; my childhood openness to life fizzled out. Can’t gain any traction in this world. I think it diminished my sex appeal. I can’t fathom this phantom. I’m breaking down by a victim mentality. I think there is always an act of digestion Before the indigestion, after the fact. I salute you barber shop, salute your colored pole, for you carry the vestigial remnant of my old self. "Next, please!"
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