The Stubbled Face…
To be alive
Is to pry open
The vanity,
Acknowledge the village square,
Breath in the jasmine
And dry the morning beams.
Foam cover the face,
Shave,
And shout greetings
To friends and family,
Who walk the cobblers
Not so far below.
Simple complexity
Begets
Low cost richness,
For males
Of
Any Age.
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