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Saturday, February 14, 2015

the beard








I decided to sport a beard.
The more it grew the less convinced
I grew. I asked my boy
for some advice.

Shaved, you look like Herman Goering.

Unkempt, a dirty old man.

Could be as close
to a poet as I might hope to get.

3 comments:

  1. I'd keep the beard.

    I've tried multiple times but can never make it past the 'driving-me-fucking-insane-itching' part, so I have a petit goatee that makes me look like a gone-to-seed Col. Sanders.

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  2. The beard. A fucking conundrum.

    The itching is a bitch, alright, I finally made it to the point where it zips seamlessly over itself like velcro. An improvement. Still, I am not a fan of Hemingway. Captain Birdseye.

    Do you get Findus advertising in the States ?

    The Old Man and The Sea. Unlike Buk, I am not a fan. Fighting fish with machines, or the stabbing of bulls.

    Still. I might as well persevere having made it this far.

    Eliot reminds me that I once told him as a small child that KFC gets its flavour after Sanders falling into a vat of recipe. He believed it.

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  3. Unaware of Findus.

    Never really into the macho posturing of Papa H.

    Eliot may be on to something with the KFC urban myth.

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