Misty Lackey

Rookie (June 29,1975 / Swain County)

Hair - Poem by Misty Lackey

Framed fine hair within
the mirror a soul comes undone
right in front of death.
Coating cloths of today.
Colors drinking dog's teeth
to annoy the cat's tail.

Cracking and splitting
hairs 2: 01 grief chained
to lips tangled inside a
brush original and pure
beautiful to hair yes
ugly without eyes.
Mask of a dog.
A broken doll
matched for hell.

Calibrated to hang
a nail through
A coat of alpaca
hair spaced the

Shoetree saddle.
Christ was crucified
for you and me,
mother and father.
Life is nude a wing
with no hair.
A fog with no rain.
A tree without branches.
Stumped like a black cat
on the wall.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 17, 2009

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