No Bodies

She of an age, not young
nor old, she knows he
knows, her lines and eyes
he pins within a decade

He shows his own, tells
who asks, yet as if, he
not believed, she says
(more wish) he can’t be

No time to tell, no hand
to hold, line after line
she feels, he too, soul bites
no sound, no bodies.

Here we go again…

Well here we go again

my comments disappearing

or if a first one seen a second

may not be, as if I’m not caring,

devoid of touch and feeling, you

know that’s not true don’t you,

or maybe you’ve said screw you,

you know I wouldn’t blame you

and yes I’m smiling, don’t take me

seriously, you don’t do you, I’m

English, we don’t do feelings, do we?

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