stains raze there's a beige circle on my chest right around where i think my heart should be. about the size of a dime. not sure how long it's been there. no discomfort or disfigurement announced its arrival. i looked in the mirror one day and it was a part of me. now nothing will make it leave. it doesn't even feel that much different from any of the surrounding tissue. it's as if someone left a thimble filled with coffee beneath my left breast while i slept, and this is the stain it made, or else the most important muscle i own skipped a beat in one of my more ruinous moments, and what i'm seeing now is the bruise left behind by what a tightly held hickory stick did to the top skin of this battered snare drum i call my body. 240803 what's it to you? who go blather from