Saturday, May 17, 2008

this way.

there is a very thin string that is planted perfectly in between my breasts.
it isn't cumbersome or uncomfortable...its just there.
usually i follow its tugs and pulls.
i don't question its direction...
i actually rely on it.

only when i get yanked so hard that my skin breaks do i slightly
regret it being apart of me. luckily that only happens
when i am not paying attention.
i am working on being more attentive.

a scarred up chest on a pretty girl is quite alright.
i will never take scissors to my string.

1 comment:

fruitfly4 said...

initially i thought this post would be about posture! (i'm simple-minded that way, sometimes.)