Poem for FH.
FOR FH
How can I sit here ignoring you?
You pull and pull and pull at my sinews
If I keep still for long enough will you go away?
If I answer you will you return tomorrow?
You pull at me to be noticed, you cannot scream,
I see you, you cannot see me. You are blind
I feel you but you can not know I’m here
Eyeless and dumb you know nothing of me
You don’t know me at all yet I know nothing
Of you. Apart from your pulling.
Your father was a Zeus
A monolith in a dry-stone wall
Hewn from the Celt and the mill.
A fixed point the substratum nadir
Of bedrock permanence.
I push you away, you can’t feel me pushing
You can only pull and pull and pull, pulling at me
I know what you want, you cannot have it.
Twelve years and I know.
I want you to pull me over. But I can not tell you
Nor ask you. I can only push as you pull
My push to compliment your pull.
I can not stop until you push me over my pivot.
You will not relinquish your wrench until you
Spin me off my fulcrum
And send me falling to your
Attraction on into your satellite envy
Where your heart has left its beat.