I was a bald baby obsessed
with fellow babies blessed
with heads full of hair.
Mother said luxurious hair
on babies really annoyed me.
Apparently, I found it disconcerting.
I wanted to seize it,
grab it as though it were
a misplaced pelt
or a baby toupee
that could (and should) be removed.
I couldn’t be like them,
but I could make them like me,
highbrow and hairless.
Bald babies in solidarity—just imagine.