I Click of the knee, like a latch in need of oil, And then the twang of coming back again; Like sex you find it easy or impossible By the dusty road and the flatness of the plain. Invite her home, she likely knows the reason, And maybe ask to have the Jew come by To measure your estate and set in order Those things that even settled don’t seem right.
Well crafted. Excellent use of pentameter, caesura and enjambment.
Thank you so much.
I wanted to get away from my historical poems and ended up with this mess.
Not sure i get it but i like the feel, and the sense of old women having once offered quality drinks.
Keep it up.