Monday, March 26, 2007
Razor
Barbering is an intimate skill and to be correctly done requires some preparation. Towels, clean razors, shave cream, soap, a subject, and hot water - the solvent of life. In a few days I’ll shave his head bald, hairless, clean, and sexy and towel the hot water from it after a good rinse. He always gets frisky after a shave, and I’ll enjoy that too, but not before a drive. It’ll be in the Mercedes, flying down dark country roads with wild, reckless abandon; going nowhere too fast, clutching the steering wheel as the warm spring air ruffles my hair. Alone, I shall cleanse the image of a cancer-ridden little girl that died on my watch, so long ago.
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3 comments:
i am jealous....
I'm sure that, after your drive, he'll be ready to let you work his stick shift . . .
So this is all happening?
This is your real guy, and he's back?
I feel like I've wandered into the middle of a movie O_o
A movie with really good writing.
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