rooted compulsive obsession with thine hair

rew4er2nail

headland harbored primitive biota abut
mint for exotic the sole terrain sustaining
the sole terrain sustaining seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova
seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova , et cetera gut
preserved within mine follicular pores sans
I secured per woof and meow wing warp organic matter
heir in to fore shielded from the elements akin to a thatched hut
aware wrenching kamikaze eradication
of countless critters from many Godaddy longlegs; 
crawls, hops scotching, shimmying with schmaltz, moon walks, et cetera
lost when germ warfare obliterated the vast majority
since advent of civilization ordained Proletariat and plebeian Primate
cherishing, fostering, insulating bon mot infinitesimal dot re: future mutt)
dogs and also cats off limits 
as per demise of other creatures decimated – tut tut
atop thine noggin housed (within a thimble size nut)
rare and near extinct flora and fauna, what
species of plants and animals whose preserve comprised
the equivalent of indigenous village people 
huddling within a microscopic yut.

Thus, this bipedal simian angst riddled at experiences
forced at figurative crossroad
when itching scalping a dead giveaway clue 
to lather up hirsute growing via bald faced code
at further expense that invisible life forms such action would erode
fast dwindled diversity, hegemony, longevity
i.e. population except Homo Sapien, who didst goad
forefingers needed to massage and scrub thine scalp
as like a field getting hoed
sometimes applying solely the cold water knob to un load
a healthy plethora, where shower head would send them 
down the drain perhaps displacing their meal times,
or feasting on louse see pie ala mode
aware that the survival odds regarding 
getting thru water treatment plant, premonition aye node
and greater chance to avert total mortal kombat avoided
if I trekked to Antarctic anti pode
so...similar to other occasions necessitating me
to lather 50 shades of gray –
as if subjected to being snowed
quite aware that many people would avoid me like the plague
(which reaction one embraced) if knotty,
oily, straggly natural headdress
hence, this outlier surrendered and got gently toad
value of hygiene – and lost as if playing tictactoe x/oed.

 

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 4th, 2017 19:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: though bathed regularly, i opt out to wash hair as often as the average person. the products jojoba oil and aloe did (allow) thine scalp to remain itch free.
  • Category: Humor
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