I found a photograph / an earlier version of the self / out and about in the real world currently unavailable / short hair / no, no hair as if I really cared / back then a decade ago I crossed the Tiananmen Square / hand in hand I walked alone among strangers / among short people I found fascinating / I did say short just then, but you should read that only in the sense of height / of latitude above the river dividing the city into Pudong and the Puxi / no the Huangpu does not divide Tiananmen Square so be aware / I travelled fast back then / I found love and lost in equal measure / rapid fall from grace; trust me / I found a photograph / an earlier version of the self / so I grabbed the hair clipper / my trusted Wahl / chose the 3mm attachment / the rest is history / though I am glad the winter still rages on / hidden beneath the hat the head of sorrows / awaiting the tomorrow and a regrown patch of hair
About The Author
Hayden Veil
In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.