I Love My New Haircut

What a way to be;
stuck between wants and failures,
distended with imprisoned pride,
sleeping as if by doing so
you were chipping away at something-

What a way to try;
Just a little at a time, and
not much at all.

What a way to want to try;
What an unsettling thing to have to do this at all.

It’s always too easy to drift away, you find,
and too often you do.

But then yo

I Love My New Haircut