Haircuts for Barbers

My mind, a vessel in the black Selves I do not recognize, anymore I don't order them online I don't try them on for size I can no longer explain I'm too tired to emphasize In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to barbers Some of them are angry, some are entertained In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to Now I'm finding myself in everyone But I'm just happening, changing minds like a motel Making mosaics out of missing pieces Writing Braille under your skin Dig myself out by the roots Drinking iron from the floor In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to barbers Some of them are angry, some are entertained In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to barbers Some of them are In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to barbers Some of them are angry, some are entertained In dreams, I'm giving haircuts to barbers Some of them are angry