he was mostly silent
thruout the haircut
“you married?”
the barber asked
to which he replied
w/ a simple “no”
“no wife
no children
not even a girlfriend?”
the barber pried
again he only
replied “no”
the barber
spoke again
as he put the
razor to the back
of his skull
“you look lonely
at least you need to go
to brooklyn
get a massage
the girls
are very nice there
if you know
what i mean”
he just sat there silent
in the black cape
as the blade scraped
his skin
thinking to himself
that everything the barber
said was a lie
he didn’t want anything
the barber had mentioned
sure he was lonely
very lonely
but only for another world
even the stars
weren’t enough
