Leave it

"Embrace the bald!"

I've been told.

These words

Seem to grow old

I do not embrace this "gift"

Forced upon me

By the Big C.

This is NOT me.

"But it is the "new you!" Well-meaning people say Reaching up

to remove my hat

With their curious fingers

As if they have the right

to undress me

in public.

"Let me peek!"

Another hand reaches out

I slap it away.

Squint my eyes

Diabolically stare.

A violation

On top of violations.

Would you...

grab my shirt

rip it open

to see the scar on my chest?

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