I did well today.
my finger lightly traces
the ridge above my eye
perfectly, pleasingly
absolutely smooth
as I reflect…
I did not cry today.
I did not yell.
I did not panic under pressure.
Yes, it was a good day altogether.
my finger lightly traces
the ridge above my eye
still warm with the lingering sting
of far too much attention
as I wonder…
Will I do as well
tomorrow?
And how much time
might be required
for an eyebrow
to re-grow?
3 comments:
You made me smile with this one - I love the gentle humour in it
This one made me giggle. :)
I think it's funny, too, but I actually DID this once, scaring myself quite a bit! There is a word for it - trichotillomania. I've since taken to twirling little strands of my hair instead, whenever the nervous energy threatens. A little less caffeine makes a difference, as well!
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