Hairy

I've heard it said by a former
visitor to such establishments
that going to the hairdresser
can be a bit of a trauma.

Indeed, if she had to enter
this place (which does look
swish and snooty shiny)
I can see it could dent her

self-confidence. I do recall
that as a teenager
I used to hate visiting the barber.
I had to sit with all

the 'old men' (no appointment
system in those days) and endure
their boring chat. I'd lurch
from anger to embarrassment.

In any case I wanted my hair long
like Mick and Keith and John
Paul George and Ringo. Though
even long it still looked wrong

to me. I tried various ways to fix
and flatten it. It was wavy, wiry,
bushy, curly. But overnight my look
turned cool. Along came Jimi Hendrix.

Hendrix hair

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