Care 's' Poem by noel maddock

You care
Not to offend
Like a signature you've practiced since childhood
Yet it still feels counterfeit
From beads of guile soaking into it
So careful not to commit
Not a syllable of acceptance
Lest you must reject

I know so little of this
Its pitiful and sly carelessness
Your eyes know this
My eyes seek yours to intercept
To lobby your indecisiveness
My contract so skew whiff
I'd do absolutely anything
To get your signature on it