Somewhere, between ten years ago and yesterday,
I started to lose my life
I don’t know exactly when or why
But it was a long journey that ended today
There must have been a day like the day before it
Where a little sliver fell away
Then another fell, then two, three, five, and eight
And then one day when the death spiral began
Thirteen fell …

It was a painless loss because It happened so
so
so
slowly

I want to get it back the way I lost it
Slowly, nearly imperceptibly
I want to be pleasantly surprised at its return
So it feels like it was almost never gone.