Inspired by the song Friends by Anne-Marie and Marshmello
He try to slip into my fingers
like a business card.
When I did not consent
to his open consolation
to insert himself into my life.
His name, another sale pitch
and I built a closed door with my palms.
Dangle no solicitation as a ring
then left him stuttering
over the infomercial of his tongue.
Poetic Trials 