DELECTABLE
I know you think you're
you
well
I've been thinking
you're me
(embarrassingly)
It happens when I put things in my mouth or
when a sun shines through
Some Trees
or when
I'm
we're
re-created
by non- j
flesh
; it's simple
it happens with a text message or a birthday card and
I
"I" as we say
tends to implode
replaced by
you
But you're not an ego
you're an object
like a cat
inside a bottle of delectable pinot noir
that's totally
lost the plot
Because there's so much pressure when you're a bottle of delectable pinot noir.