You know the parlor trick. <br />wrap your arms around your own body <br />and from the back it looks like <br />someone is embracing you <br />her hands grasping your shirt <br />her fingernails teasing your neck <br />from the front it is another story <br />you never looked so alone <br />your crossed elbows and screwy grin <br />you could be waiting for a tailor <br />to fit you with a straight jacket <br />one that would hold you really tight.<br /><br />Billy Collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/embrace-16/
