3.8.08

three simple words have echoed throughout my life.

when it was happening, it was painless.

when it was happening, i was silent.

after, i saw that he had stitched into me a part that was missing.

he had used a needle with ink for thread
and had sewn into the fabric of my skin.
my neck. because my neck holds my head holds my thoughts holds myself.
the neck is the heart of the spine.

three words that have followed and lead me.

now they only reside deeper in my life.

it will be a part of me forever.
and that's what everyone says. like it's a bad thing.

i cherish it.