Hi! Haven’t we met before?
How you doin’?
Oh, beard of mine,
How I hate thee!
Vexed am I
For you intrude on my facial property
A scruffy nanometer of a nuisance at a time.
Scraggly, prickly, itchy, bristly.
As a lad, I once looked forward to your arrival,
Eager with anticipation
For each virgin hair.
But now I am grown, Continue reading →