As I learnt to think around my tongue
I came to the conclusion it did not
Have much to say that can’t be undone
as I quote Myself And nail dictionary’s
as love tokens to trees.
Where the bark and bite fell away from
Carved Desires and others initials
etched to their previous affairs.
Whilst waiting to see out the full moon
Being remade in his image
as i Pass out and hesitate
On joining the spring chase.