Thought you had a thicker hide my succulent, enticing friend
Thought you may have grit your teeth to bring this to a sweeter end,
It’s just the way you frame your words, so eloquent and mystical
Plus sanity’s touch heavy hand in what was writ, logistical?
One would have thought a bigger girth, broader shoulders, squarer chin
Than to resort to hot retort of pressing BLOCK…thus cancelling?
Disappointing how it ran, how it voided all before
When, then, you might have easily... avoided showing me the door?
Still, I guess, what’s done is done. We both shall live another day
Where, hopefully, the sun shall shine allowing us both, out to play?

M.
13 February 2016