"Poetry and hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. All you can do is go where they can find you" – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Make me hate you a little more
Leave me long and throw me hard
Out along this pebble shore.
It’s easier if you are wrong,
If I’m the one left cut and scarred.
But, I’m the one that’s always strong
Not here, a worn arthritic hip
A thrown out tattered calling card,
That down a drain will roughly slip.