Back Scars
Back scars relate a variety of tales; Of cowardice, of passion, of retreat. Of bravery there rarely are any, Except the ones that issue from betrayal. Today I suffer the pain of a thousand spears, Of love’s dagger to the hilt, to the heart. My back secretes the secrets of my mortality, Of my love’s loss, of the loss of my love. Tell me, tell me, how to stop The cold days that are coming along? Is this going to be my life’s first springless winter?