Afro puff diva <br />pineapple headed me <br />as I settle into my sheets <br />preparing to call forth slumber <br />I am trapped, in the mysterious <br />cool gaze of my shadow <br />and the unexpected depth therein <br />even that of my hair <br />its turns and twists reformatted <br />flat, gray, yet intriguing <br />even forced into two-dimensionalism <br />its beauty doth not perish <br /> <br />PS: I really should sleep now... <br /> <br />~ Nika<br /><br />Nika McGuin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/midnight-ode-to-my-hair/
