I think I have worn a hole in my soul.


Here, right here, a gaping hole.

I feel the cold wind rush in and settle.


I wonder if Clotho will loan me some thread?

Maybe the Norns will be so good as to give me a needle?


Will there be pain when the needle sinks in?

Is the hole too big to mend?

Will God notice the damage?

Do I mend it myself or find a good tailor?


I am torn

in body

in mind.


Indecision, hesitation muddle causing frustration.

Fuck it.

There is no one else.

For better or worse.

I am my own surgeon.

I am my own nurse.


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