Draft 2.

My hair says so much about him

Give me a colour-blind minister
who won’t let crimson streaks
tempt him to say
as he shakes my hand
at the chapel door
You look like a punk.

Who won’t have to smile
to show it’s a joke
and neither will I
as I walk away
grateful he’s highlighted
something I’ve long suspected.

 

Draft 1

Her hair says so much about him

Blessed be the colour-blind minister
who won’t be tempted
by crimson streaks
to say to a fortyish woman
after the Eucharist
You look like a punk.

He won’t have to smile
to show it’s a joke
and neither will she
as she walks away
grateful he’s highlighted
something she’s long suspected.

 

 

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