Permanent Wave
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Anyone remember those old electric permanent machines? UGH
inhuman torture
in a beautician's chair
willingly self-inflicted
hopeful of the outcome
childhood dismay
hair curled on rollers
hooked by wires
to monstrous machine
relentless weight
aftershock
embarrassment
head cap of electric frizz
fright wig extraordinaire
Li'l Orphan Annie's twin
staring back from the mirror
no way to undo it
endure, wait it out
pray for rapid growth
and a new haircut
stay-at-home phobia
creative head coverings
adolescent lament
Published Online
Golden Aspen Publishing
September, 2005
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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