NEVER'S FOREVER'S

I’ve a box of never’s Slightly used Some just lightly touched Others quite abused For never is an endless moan A screechy thing lacking tone A chewing dog without a bone Each never a curse eternal Debates its choices infernal Made in moments nocturnal By youth neither “pat” or “mat”ernal Yet there are things worse than the “nevers” Those fevered, forgotten “forevers” Caught in a moment that severs The fulcrum from that which it levers So if you’ve a choice And a sly silky voice You may make of the “never’s” “forevers” Pack them up tight Keep’em way outta sight Lest they stop by for a visit …At night