of shaving.
dragging the razor
across my
face every other day.
those pesky hairs
strangely
growing like wires
out of my ears,
trimming
the nose hair,
the eyebrows.
what the hell is
happening here?
hair seems to be flourishing
everywhere except
on my head where
it used to be.
i'm a human shrub
that needs
constant care,
landscaping.
at least i don't
have to do my legs,
like a few women
i've known often do,
but not all.
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