Beard

by Wynn Heliczer

Beard *
song from The Missing Beat Project, Wynn Heliczer ©

Where can I now find your beard?
Where can I now find your rings
Underneath French earth or heaven’s glory, dad, is it glory?

Touch me like you touch your beard
Turn me like you turn your rings
Cover me with words, make me your story, dad, your story.

Wear me like your beard
Wear me like your rings
Carry me to bed, tell me a story, dad, a story

I saved every hair you shaved
I tried each of your rings
They should be round you should be here
To live our story, dad, our story . . .

* written answerly to Piero Heliczer’s:

i once had a girl named wynn
who loved every hair on my chin
whenever i shaved she had each one saved
and kept them in a beautiful tin