Sitting sometimes in a theater’s balcony
he studied heads —
the heads of those in front of him.
‘Tis mostly hair he sees
and hair proves very interesting
for him impatient for the curtain’s rising.
So many styles —
so many different shapes and colors —
even heads where hair once grew
that glisten in the theater’s lights.
So if, by chance, the major entertainment fails
such preludes often save the day.

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