Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
in balding i’ve found myself
at midlife crisis wondering
when and where i’ll find a hat
which will cover my head
shield the sun
and make me look like a
You’ll always look like a jackass in a hat.
The trick is owning that shit.
so much truth to your wisdom
I’ve rocked a lot of hats in my time.
If you don’t rock it, ain’t no reason to have no hat.
how about the fact that i live 6000 feet above sea level in a city that has sun literally every single day… and will almost certainly die of skin cancer on my head at the rate i’m getting burned. -k
Well then, you have every reason to rock it.
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