Ode To A Hair Clump Down The Drain is a poem written by Chelsea Yanga and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Something Spooky for the month of October
Ode To A Hair Clump Down The Drain
You are a bundle of memories.
Uneven lengths, grouped tightly
like a knitted sweater.
You fell from my head,
slip past my shoulders
I was never the fruit you wanted
to bear. I was never the fruit that
you wanted to pick.
Now the thought of you makes me angry.
You are this thing that I think about. S
Clumps of dread,
clumps of cells from your body.
You make me numb, you made me
A lump in my throat,
a mass in the pipes of this
I look after myself,
like I always do, but my hair starts to
What would be easier for you?
Planning a funeral,
or preparing a bed?
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