Hanging On

The wind could blow
( and did )
ferociously;

But hair would hang on
( in place )
tenaciously –

Because of The Pound Store orange-metallic
(aerosol)
hairspray.

It cost two Pounds (actually), something
so regular,
everyday,

Cheap even. I still have the can; it’s
Empty now,
uneventful.

Yet every event me and my girls used it, we were
bullet proof-
beautiful.

Empty now, I keep it still – moved
apartments
even;

I can’t find that hairspray again
without
leaving.

Can’t keep hanging on to
empty for
miles,

So I guess I’m letting go
of something…
What?

I don’t know, but I’m certain it’ll
leave more
space.