Treasure Island

Aswathi M P


Hair Spa(m)


For the first time,
She
Pursued the spam of the name board “spa”,
Persuaded the spa’s men to have a spa
For no threat of hair fall,
“Let’s trim your hair, according to
Your capital’s standard, ” one cracked a joke;
Or else “wave” or shave and “weave”!
Ignorance of innocence
Rings the bells of her man, to ask wave or weave;
Unsolicited query.
The “N” of no burned his throat.
“How dare she”, to wave my property before the spamen
“ For what” sparkled immediately,
Innocence
Revert:
‘no more hair on marble floor,
under your feet
no more hair in Sambar,
inside you,
no more itching hair in between us, happy!
“Have pig tails, for this time”,
‘pardon’
“HAVE P-I-G T-A-I-L-S”
’if it on marble
, in your lunch box,
in between me and my destiny? '
“What if”
He retorts:
For the first time he thought only about himself.

Submitted: Friday, April 04, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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