Choker (Poem #114)

The Choker

I slide it over my neck,

Perfect the placement,

one inch lower or a half an inch higher,

it needs to be perfect,

as if the  placement determines the pressure that reminds me to breath.

Maybe it is more than a fashion statement,

truly it reminds me how precious my life is,

as ever breath I take tugs upon it.

But how would  you know that,

all you see is the piercings,

the tattoo,

and the choker,

securing a memory in your mind of that girl,

not of me.

TED If I should have a daughter by Sarah Kay

I just wanted to share with you one of the most beautiful and influential poems that I have heard in a long time. One of my biggest dreams is to become exactly what she is describing…a good mother to my future children. So listen and enjoy.