Do trimmer blades
Understand “patches?”

Do hairs scream
As they are beheaded?

Or do they sing to the
Buzz of these steel bees?

Do fingers listen
To the mane’s choir?

Will this choir bless your fingers
With their voices at all?

Do you wish there were fewer
Voices, fewer ensembles?

Did you wish your talons found
Fewer vines?

Did you know I wished
For more singers, more vines?

Didn’t you know I am best
Held with a firm grip?

How can I explain how it feels to
Feel you before you touch me?