Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Too Close a Shave

I razor shave in front of mirror,

A daily chore I always do.

Behind, the wife at me does peer.

She wishes that a beard I grew.

But, as I've often told her, my

Growing a beard does have a hitch.

I have grown one before, but I

Don't like the fact it makes me itch.

Then the wife often reminds me,

Seeing a razor cut, I lose

Consciousness from my blood I see.

And now of course, I see blood ooze.

I wake from faint, and quite upset.

Electric razor I should get.