when i had a bad hair day,
it was about
the cowlick,
the part that wouldn't part.
the shape,
the cut,
the length of it,
nothing could be done
to straighten
things out, or make
it look okay.
but now when i say
i'm having a bad hair
day
it's about my ears,
or eyebrows.
my nose,
the stubble on
my chin, the few
remaining strands that
i miss
when i shave.
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