The Man Who Was Missing a Shoulder

The man who was missing a shoulder

One day, came in a red car which was

Yellow, showed me a Phantom who sang

Opera, and loved a woman who was too

Much, but felt he was half ugly, so the

Other robbed her heart before his touch.

The man who was missing a shoulder

One evening, brought me a silver lace

Through which I could see the Statue

Of Liberty, the Red Square, and the Last

Tango in Paris. He knew Loren, Bellucci,

Modigliani, Morricone, Mastroianni,

Bertolucci, and was hotter than Italians.

The man who was missing a shoulder

Never said “my smiles spread across

My face like a butterfly”. He did not

Want to play with the emotions that

I would not have if it was not for him.

The man who was missing a shoulder

One night, came to my sleep, and tried

To penetrate my iron dream. But the

Moment I submitted, he fell asleep.

The man who was missing a shoulder

One early morning, framed me like a

Picture, and kissed me twice, before

He left for the land of lakes and fog.

The man who was missing a shoulder

Left me missing a wing.