My Hair Just Hung Like That Poem by Vera Sidhwa

My Hair Just Hung Like That



My beautiful hair just hung like that.
It mattered that others' looked neater.
But I was like the rockband people,
Who realized where genius lay.


It lay in dishevelement of hair for sure.
The unrulier the more evolved the musician.
His synergistic flow from his hair to his guitar.


Flow of music,
Flow of hair,
It's musical relationship
Of orderly then disorderly harmony.


Guns n Roses and Linkin Park.
Their non-hairstyle created syncopated notes.
For whatever their musical stories told,
There was no reason to straighten their hair out.

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