That shampoo bottle, again, with its warning:
Hair loss.
First that then a hair-contaminated floor, a hair-
ball-suffocated pet Scruffy, a circle of salivating
vultures, a slip of the buck-shot finger, a doctor’s
debris-removal (and his night terror of bills), a re-
call to matrimony, an empty space on a two-seat
carnival ride, a sword swallower’s predator stare,
a doctor’s fetus-removal, a vengeful Poltergeist,
a thrill-kill possession, a judge’s call for the chair,
a revoked admission to Heaven’s Gate, a revisit
to that fine print:
Hair loss.
First that…