PLOY

PLOY

it was my ploy
to throw some
poetry at you

see if it hits
before you
close me
down

see if it
sticks
in your flesh
like a longbow
arrow fired
at the battle of
Agincourt

and seeing how
I struck you so
grievous
  this glorious shot
might incite
some band of
brothers
   to loose some volleys
upon your insidious
self

send you off to a place
where you

should feel nore
             at home and
we shall
be so much safer