as i read my book
i twist a lock of my hair
i twist it around in my finger
and then i let it go and feel it
spring...snap back
soft, yet coarse
a habit of childhood
twisting and turning
while reading
feeling the snap back
the recoil
the strength of my hair
my hairdresser once told me
that my hair was like wire
strong, it could take anything
perms, colors, heat, chemicals
put it on blast
and my hair would just...do
sorta like me
i do what i gotta do
but through the years
i am no longer as strong as i used to be
there are a lot of weak spots
in my spirit
parts of me that no longer
snap back
but have been stretched beyond repair
and although they still function
they are definitely broken
and like my hairdresser once said
my hair can take anything
i know now that it cannot
so i have stopped
with the
perms, colors, heat, chemicals
and my hair is coming back into
itself and it is getting
stronger...like me
but as i read my book
and feel the coil, the softness
the twist and the snap back
i know that i am the same way
now
not above a little
breakage
but yet always, always
on the mend
i twist a lock of my hair
i twist it around in my finger
and then i let it go and feel it
spring...snap back
soft, yet coarse
a habit of childhood
twisting and turning
while reading
feeling the snap back
the recoil
the strength of my hair
my hairdresser once told me
that my hair was like wire
strong, it could take anything
perms, colors, heat, chemicals
put it on blast
and my hair would just...do
sorta like me
i do what i gotta do
but through the years
i am no longer as strong as i used to be
there are a lot of weak spots
in my spirit
parts of me that no longer
snap back
but have been stretched beyond repair
and although they still function
they are definitely broken
and like my hairdresser once said
my hair can take anything
i know now that it cannot
so i have stopped
with the
perms, colors, heat, chemicals
and my hair is coming back into
itself and it is getting
stronger...like me
but as i read my book
and feel the coil, the softness
the twist and the snap back
i know that i am the same way
now
not above a little
breakage
but yet always, always
on the mend