[36] Summer Haircut, Wendy Gist

Trim the sunlight in your hair,
Sweep silver bits
From your damp skin

Stick, hair, stick,
Plastered to the nape of your naked neck
In the summer heat on the back deck

Shake the barber cape
Full of sun
Turn and turn strewing hair

Light as eyelash–turn,
Look in the mirror
Feel the lightness of life lifted,

Unburdened, from your strong shoulders

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