beard

i need to shave.
i am bristly and
scraggly.

but if i
pick up a razor
i will slit my wrists
and bleed
into the sewers.

i guess for now
i will remain
a weeping
bearded poet.

Reviews

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

I wish I hadn't already read so many poems about cutting on WC. That kind of kept it from having the full effect, because I think a part of my brain now shuts off when I read the word "razor" and I skim through the rest on autopilot. I don't mean to bash other poets; I just feel like it's over-addressed. I wish all poems involving cutting and razors could be this touching. The opening and closing stanzas really give this its own distinct story.

[nothingnothingforgetfor..]

Wonderfully put together, the ending is my absolute favourite. "I guess for now i will remain a weeping bearded poet." There is something about beards that just seems to make the owner of it such a deeper person. Great work.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Yeah, I have to agree. You took an "emo" concept and turned it into something manly.

[Ben Taylor]

You really say a lot with very few words.
These words are emotionally biting. I literally felt a pang in my chest while reading this. You have quite a gift.