New Guy

Poem about a recent experience - hopefully you'll appreciate the humour :)

I gave you my number in a club one night,
Never expected you to remember in daylight.
Because, truth be told, you're not my type
but after we texted, I suppose you're alright.

Despite this, there's just one thing I cannot stand,
It's the length of your hair -
like you're in a punk rock band.

I dream of shaving it off,
Grabbing a pair of scissors,
and chop, chop chop!
To give a bit of a snip
is my wildest desire.
The urge to cut it
burns like fire.

Author's Note

Please be honest - happy reading :)

Reviews

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

lol :) love the quirkiness of this piece, it vibrant and captivating poem. I like the spirit of persuasion in this poem. Keep it up :) thanks for sharing.