R.I.P. GOATEE (for Han Delin)

"wiss zee beard,"
she said,
"you look like rock star!
but wissout you are
just regular."

she cuts
my hair. what
do i care?

"you hide,"
he said,
"behind the beard."

you are looking,
i fear,
in the mirror.

"the beard,"
she said,
"makes you look
older."

thanks, mother.

"i like,"
he said,
"the beard. but then
i'm weird."

don't speak,
freak.

"daddy," he said,
"you did
look like a rocker,
but now you are
more like a man model."

my son, i thought,
what you are selling
i just bought.