I think this a cute idea.
This is just me, but when I read long poems that have no stanza breaks….I feel smothered….like too much information is attempting to enter my brain from the page.
I also found that you repeated the ideas again…exposed….naked….over and over again.
What did I like? The personification of the razor. Simply brilliant.
“But the razor sits on the sink.
With a cunning heart, it never blinks”
Can’t you just see that cold-hearted razor sitting there….formulating its devious plan to shave more hair away….what a Nazi implement indeed!
Think of breaking the poem up in stanzas, Jason.
Good idea though.