The Tale of the Lock

Water squirts, a cooling cloud

Scissors snit, shear, cut

Odd reflection, look away

(Think of women, sport and food)

Clippers whirr, rub, scuff -

Numbers three, four, five

Wet curls fall, fried onion coils

(Too much grey. Am I that old?)

Style emerges from the mess

Scissors sculpt, eke, hone

Clippers finish off the job -

Numbers one, two, three

Puff of talc on razored neck

Cape away, El Matador

Mirrored angles show the cut

(Am I such an ugly sod?)