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Long hair vs total baldness multiplied by panic equals me. !

Updated on January 27, 2014

life, love happiness

In Despair, but there´s always an answer.
In Despair, but there´s always an answer.

Life, Love and Happiness

 "Hey Dim !" "You look great. Your hair looks so lovely"

No it doesn't. I'm bald. Can't you see?.

My hair, I could sit on. my shawl of comfort

All over my shoulders. Emotional comfort from hair down my back

to my hips,,then trim a little just to my waist,Let it grow again,down to my hips

Sit on my hair. It's gone can't you see?

"Oh it really looks lovely."

No it doesn't I'm bald can't you see?.

"Hey Dim , you're so slim --- tell us your secret!"

No secret. Don't eat. It's easy.

"Wow , you look great, next time we meet please tell me your diet.

OH boy, Just eat what you think will stay down.

They don't know. They can't know. I mustn't be harsh.

Look in the mirror. Yes, hair looks ok ,if that't what you like,

But I miss my blanket of copper.Where can I find an emotional blanket to compare?

Can't be a person. Not fair to them. Where's my teddy from childhood?

Oh it's a Panda I see it. Curl up with panda try to forget pain.It will pass, It will pass.

My stomach begins its washing machine cycle. Big black hole inside me twirling and swirling

makes me feel sick, the swirling and churning things out.

Like jeans in the washing machine, forget to empty pockets,

some keys, a few nails, some coins crashing  around.

My churning stomach throw out darts, pins or daggers. all of them hurt.

Next time they see me, what will they say? "Oh Dim , you're so thin,

You could model, you know, your cheekbones look great.."

Cheekbones, indeed. All of my bones just about showing through skin.

My skeletal form they think it looks good?Don't be harsh. They can't see. They don't know.

No end to this, no peace till  unconscious.

Death's not so bad, just sleeping and peace.

The longest of sleeps with no dreams just peace

and no worries, no fears, no pain, just sleep.

I'm sorry, my lover. Sweet love of my life.

God-willing we'll meet again where there's no pain.

Where there's no suffering. I'm sorry, my lover.

Hang on to the children and their children too

They'll see you through.

I'm just going 1st that's all.

God--willing we're together again ---- in peace.

Oh! Peace, and calm, calm, peace............

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  • Dim Flaxenwick profile image
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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you very much . I wasn't sure if it was going to turn out a bit 'crazy'

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    bearclawmedia 7 years ago from Mining Planet Earth

    This is so good! Great prose mate!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    that's very kind of you Jess. I will try to write more

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    Jess Killmenow 7 years ago from Nowheresville, Eastern United States

    Thank you for writing this. I will try to read everything you write, so please write more.

    All the best,

    J