sleep shaving
I don't think I've awakened from a morning shave agreeing with the razor. I'm bleeding again. You walk down the stairs almost every morning feeling stubbles under your chin. It is like Velcro. I live with a porcupine under my chin, an animal that needs constant pruning now and again, and when you prune on mornings that you are half awake, you don't notice the nicks you incur under the blade. Not until you are splashing water and looking at the razor under the downrushing tap water. Blood. Yours. Again. And then you are fully awake. Good morning.
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