You’ve woken me up
more times than the sun.
A hot breeze through smiling hair
that can be found dotted everywhere.

A barber once told me to never use you.
Another barber told me to always use you.
I decided to trust the first barber
and my damp, beef smelling towel.

Remember that night you were my laser gun?
Pow pow!
It was 2am and we killed all
the negative thoughts about my curls. Pow pow!

© Carl Burkitt 2020