Whoever goes, Listen

Whoever goes, goes.
Personally, see, I don’t.
Not anymore.
Too late for me.
That’s not to say I don’t
think about it, but hey,
Let’s face it; I’m beat.
Like you don’t know how.
Whoever goes, Listen.
I’m telling you: Give up.
There’s a tattoo on the inside
of her thigh says:
“Jake’s property — Hands off —
I’m taken.”

a stripped-down modernized version of “Whoso List to Hunt” by Sir Thomas Wyatt, keeping the original caesura scheme.