Blue bee wearing a sparkly purple headband
 scrunchy reclamation
 digression, ahem

In from the sun, scorched n sweating
 neck caped mane dripping, fan on
 he sits before his vanity, fusses with his hair
 combs it with the scissors,
 swept back behind the ear
 new claws it on the side then twists the dividend
 barrette on top, grins, sighs, reads

I'm still walking around the house
 astral binocular sight engaged
 ghost skin aching for fingers
 reaching to the eastern slopes

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