Haircut

Today we laid out a sheet
on the floor
and put a dining room chair on top
and I cut your hair.

I don’t think that you lost your power
as I cut
but there was something
so incredible
about walking around you,
putting my eyes level with yours
and cutting.

And as the chunks of hair hit
my bare feet and the sheet
you looked at me and said thank you.
And though I am not
the Delilah to your Sampson
I know there is power in the act of cutting
and I will not forget
how you handed that power to me.

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