Poems from themakanasky
the snipping of hair
the smell of shampoo
the bristles of the broom
the hair on the floor
the smiles that are shared
colors swirled
blended...
They're soft
they're stretchy
sometimes made out of mesh
you can always find one on my head
they line my walls
leaving a rainbow
they speak...
This sweet confection
no other like it
two desserts
combined,
it's cooling effects
with the moist cake
cream cheese swirling
a bowlful
a...
She lays back
her head on the gurney
we hold our breath
as she takes this journey
doctors surround
there is no sound
as she's wheeled away...