Coffee? ? ? …. makes sense
I’ll pick it on my to exit
O the rut of “love you”…. just a breathing
disorder can’t inhale without
your admixture; without you

Pillow …. Hmmmm
I’ll collect it from the doorman
As I exit the exit and re-enter
I’m a moron and life a turnstile
I’ll walk on cloud whenever I’ll
Trip from your curving flesh

My wit….
Ah toss it over forgot my card
YOU'RE not for me agree
But mine eternally…

I exit the entrance and exit
the exit to please you and
So pleased I too shall be
Missed you by just an inch? ?
Missed you by a lifetime
So I exit……..me

Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/exit-the-entrance-a-slant-view/