I Am A Wishbone You Cannot Break Poem by Mark Heathcote

I am not available for a broken love story
I am a wishbone you cannot break or discard
You can tear my heart out and reject it.
But this vessel always finds its buoyancy
And bounces back. No matter how far
It is led astray, flung down the wrong track.
It'll do a backward and a forward somersault
A cartwheel-spinning and find the right way up.
Dizzied in my trajectory, in all directions-
And yet - there can be no doubt.
I'll still come to understand what love is all about.