Who Wants That Catch-22? Poem by Mark Heathcote

Who wants to carry love?
Contrived with a moons charms
A knight in a coat of arms…

Who wants to carry love?
Haunted forever here and now
Betroth to a broken vow.

Who wants to carry love?
A pediment of erosion…
That's short on conviction.

Who wants to carry love?
Be an atlas man
Love another disappearing sandman.

Who wants to carry love?
Harbour all their doubts until the end
Finish on let's remain friends.

Who wants to carry love?
Who wants that Catch-22?
Maybe it isn't just me and you.