Prompt Day 5

Curly hair, curlier thoughts

Winding back and forth upon themselves,

Maybe it’s all just one wound enough to appear plenty.

Who knows?

Eyes blue, my mood more so

Arms weak and strong in equal measure.

Legs good for walking, but bad for getting anywhere.

Pale skin, fair as they say.

Don’t know what fairness has to do with it

I just know I sunburn easily.

Self portraits, one of few things

Done better with images than with words.

For words are a varnish to make things shine,

Though with each layer the grain of the wood

Becomes less and less like the beginning product.

So I’ll cut this short, I’ll spread the varnish thin,

Thin like my hair is lately.

– Vagabond Prophet