Her Invasive Hair

her hair is all over the place
wackadoodle with curls
filling up the space between chairs
stiff burgundy and black locks
twirling around the bottom of our feet
Which would have been okay in normal heat
It is ninety-two degrees in here.
So her wackadoodle hair is slightly irritating
to those of us who have to watch how we move our chairs.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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