I haven't a name,
nor a face,
nor a voice.

I cannot shield you from the cold
I cannot hearken to what you may or may not speak.
Idly: here, I am.

It is only time
and only hope
that could waste their patience knowing.

walk on, fair friend
walk past and far from here.

I mean only harm
and deal only in numbers.

Miss, take me and you'll carry me forever.
Shrew and me a merry heathen, damned.

Free form to fall away from,
that's what I've given you.

What have you to offer me?