so says the man eating cherries. so says the man, unabashed in enjoyment, unfettered solitude, further glorifying his delight. i am watching this man as he becomes highly contagious. i don’t want him to leave but i find that i can’t make him stay. i can’t make his eyes wander, couldn’t believe him if i tried. wanted to hold him but found some other way to make my ends meet. i know i have to hold him. so says the man forbidden.