theres a scar that runs the length of the under side of my chin

when its hot the spaces that were stitched together become raised,

like if i search hard enough i might be able to find some piece of my past by running my fingers over it like braille

i cant feel heat, nor cold, nor delicate touch in that silvery laced piece of myself, my sturdy flesh refusing to deliver sensation

do this make me vulnerable enough for you?

am i a steady target now?