Recall Back The Dread Poem by Red Brist

Recall back the dread
The fear
Recall the incident
The head shaving
Of the year
I want to tell you
Truth filled with beauty and
Sing song rhyme
I want tell you
How strong and ready
I was
But it all would be a lie
This night
Quiet as any other
Was possessed with an
Angry daughter
Peace resting in snail motion
Sweating naked indecision
Bloody wasted off
J. Andrew's Merlot
Ready to quit
Confused through
Raining tears
Or was it the shower's
Steam which appeared?
In purple haze
The mind trampled
All emotional frustration
On this night
When every follicle mattered
Nightmares dominated in dance
This very night
Presently before
A Bald Crowning

Oh…
Loose my hair
Take it
Just as long as I have
A purple vined favorite
Of Mr. J. Andrew