Besieged

You there -

sitting so seemingly

innocent

your portly body upright

and at attention at

every hour

calling on me

to accompany you

down the plank

you have besieged me.

Truly.

I am destroyed.

The sacking of York

by Wallace and his men

is no comparison

to you and I;

my friend,

my enemy.

Now let us cast off

and be done

with this association

for ever more...

but,

...I do long to taste victory...

just once

just once

why do you always deny me?

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2011.