Hair
Strand by strand
Hot metal in the air, poised and ready to turn screw to straight
Forced to concentrate on the task at hand
I'm at the mirror for hours watching the transformation
Thick hair holding the comb up as it tries to part it for its intervention
It says it's not ready but the comb blazes through
Then the heat comes, and the hair sizzles and falls limp
My life is one transformation after another
Like my hair, I try to resist
I want to stay in the state I think is natural but there's something ripping me apart from it
And just as I recover from the separation the heat comes
I'm helpless to stop it; I can only watch it happen
Again... and again.... and again......
But my hair showed length and strength
And light and bounce and versatility when I finished
I can only assume
We've traveled down the same road thus far
I can only have a similar outcome.
Hot metal in the air, poised and ready to turn screw to straight
Forced to concentrate on the task at hand
I'm at the mirror for hours watching the transformation
Thick hair holding the comb up as it tries to part it for its intervention
It says it's not ready but the comb blazes through
Then the heat comes, and the hair sizzles and falls limp
My life is one transformation after another
Like my hair, I try to resist
I want to stay in the state I think is natural but there's something ripping me apart from it
And just as I recover from the separation the heat comes
I'm helpless to stop it; I can only watch it happen
Again... and again.... and again......
But my hair showed length and strength
And light and bounce and versatility when I finished
I can only assume
We've traveled down the same road thus far
I can only have a similar outcome.
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