mysteriously my room

of lost childhood ©papa osmubal

of lost childhood ©papa osmubal


mysteriously my room

alan jefferies

Mysteriously my room
is filling up with hair,
short curly tufts of hair,
long straight strands of the stuff.

Everyday I sweep it
up from the floor
and everyday a little more
hair on my bedroom floor.

I guess it’s all my own
but I can’t be entirely sure.
One day I’ll need a broom
just to get through the door–

then I’ll know what to do

I’ll get into the business
of miraculous hair–
I’ll sell it for money
and stop being poor

and I’ll live like that
happily,  forever more.

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