Do we ever celebrate the beauty of a woman’s
Back? The rounded, powerful curves of the
Shoulder blades? The gentle bumps of her
Spine, leading to the softness of the waist,
Tapering towards the mystery and true
Inspiration? It seems like we pay far more
Attention to the curve of a woman’s neck.
We say they are swan like, as if comparing
A woman’s neck to that of a gangly white
Bird is some great and sensual compliment.
I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but swans
Are unmitigated assholes. They are the
Chasers of children and nippers of curious
Dogs. I won’t even mention the foulness
Of their shit. It seems to me like it’s a
Half-assed, back handed compliment
Telling a woman that she has the neck
Of nature’s biggest douche-bag.
(outside of humanity, of course)
But when it comes to a woman’s back,
There’s nothing to compare its
Elegance and power to, nor is there
Any need to.