Ouroboros

When I examine the letters of a new word
backwards, I remember the spelling
forever.

Isn't it the same with writing
in which the composition
sends a message in reverse:
here's how you are
there's where you've been
and it all could be what it wasn't.

If the tail didn't wag its way into 
the mouth, the poem's teeth couldn't
sink into their target, as behind
is the direction I'd like you to look
even as I'm not sure if I should ask you
to see with me.