shape

i’ve been taking a lot of fotos lately because my hair is getting long. longer than its ever been in my life by now, i think. and that’s taken a while because my hair was very long as a boy. i’ve written of this before…but i feel it is no accident. if DNA is shown as a double helix and fingerprints are a solo spiral and a clam is compared to a vagina and a vagina is reminsicent of a spiral-shaped conch shell and the milky way is a spiral and i can find myself weeping looking only at the stars and i can weep from unpeeling an onion then these stinging tastes of deja vu only reflect the fact that our path is made of cycles within cycles around circles within circles and so i come home as i round this bend, and if many people shave their head to prepare for war then i grow my hair to laugh into the great vortex and make clear that i am not afraid of getting a damn thing caught in the fan blades