Stranded

I wanted long hair
Hair I could flip behind my shoulder
Self-importantly
Hair so long
It would get in the way
What I hadn’t envisioned
Was the pyramid shape
The tickle at the neck
But I still leave my hair open
Awry and enigmatic
Hoping someone
Will want to stroke it

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