The Broken Shoulder Comments

Three months on poem hunter and I've finally, finally finally phecking realised that this is where all the fruit cakes come to jam as in jam like Hendrix. In another Alphabet poem hunter would be an anagram of Monty Python. Excuse me while I finish my blended oatenfishloavesdefroamgerie. As I was saying: would you like me to put a flake in that? ?

Utterly bonkers but somehow rather addictive!

I was struck by the sensitivity of this subtle and moving piece. An initial sense of the contrived quickly gave way to an overwhelming feeling of empathy for the persona. Vivid and visceral, the imagery cannot fail to pierce the heart of even the most lifeless of deadbeats. A must for anyone who has experienced the peculiar pleasure of a broken limb!