Sunday, 27 February 2005

A shouldering comfort

Here is my shoulder
For the pain I caused
When to hurt I wanted not.

Here is my broad shoulder
For every tear you dropped,
As blood of a wound never sought.

Here is my broad and bony shoulder
To bang against your head cracked
By my own rights which wronged you a lot.

And here is my broad and bony shattered shoulder,
On which any mind may gain what it always lacked
Or not, for what you try to get is simply what I never got.