they have a verb
for that dependence I
hope it’s a soft
sound 
I see the look given by your
lent hand
hatching plans to protest

cut away
to your aptitude for sensibility
biased but 
bent upon making 
me bend at solid
angles
not the curvaceous type
I slap my snap hair
over skulled top and scissor
the rest with our 
mutual attempts at
baldness in mind