Thursday, August 11, 2011

A Facial Hair Extravaganza

In the tradition of the late, great poetries inspired by the wonderful literary journal Jed's Electronic Wheelchair, and the late great poetess Bo Derek, The Unpublishables gives you...Cancer.








What I say appears in a thought bubble.


Play keep away with me all you want to; it takes
a good razor to shave a moustache like Hitler.

I cup a handful of my former beard hair and pray
then I go to the mountain and spread it like ashes.

Next year, I’ll grow a ZZ Top beard
Next year, I’ll ask out that chick in Accounting.

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