When texted and I respond not use to having a thumb nail,
Letter on either side of one I sought jumps to volunteering to fill the chasm,
Some words might be missing vowels,
Fun fact our brains are intelligent enough to decode what we feel unable to.
Once loved a woman,
Prided herself on code breaking,
Until needed to insult,
But if she were here at this moment I would say goodnight.
I don’t play vicious games,
Not perfect poet,
I try to do no harm.