Decadence: unavailable

"With all candor, I am not available"
She spoke with the familiarity
Of knowledge;
Count on my fingers to know the difference.
Right pointer- I know not
Left pointer- I can not
Right middle- I will not
Joyous interludes are those most Irreparable
Decadence is devoured-
Annihilate the wholesome
Trees whisper in my ear
'She can not know; how shall she?'
Hints of rebellious behavior
Poke around the corners of my character.
"I am inclined to believe you are right.
today I suppose I'm the same."





This was originally written for a challenge, in which we had about 10+ words we had to use.