Lifeline
Instead of calling
the suicide hotline,
you make an appointment
to get a haircut:
you know that your sense
of responsibility
won’t allow you
to stand up your stylist.
From my collection "The Eden of Perhaps".
NOT written during, or related to, the pandemic.
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