Uneven Sideburns

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In this bite-sized poem, Luke Bateman ponders the worth of rites in the absence of daily activity.

By Luke Bateman

4th January 2021

Empty time lent shape by the weekly rites

Of chiselling the stubble away.

I concentrate with a tilted head

Buried in books.

I don’t realise for days,

My sideburns on each cheek hang uneven

But does it matter if nobody even sees them?

Photograph by the author.

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