The first time I heard the song
I was sitting in traffic.
Somewhere on democracy
And it came on npr.

A singular moment.
Recognition
Something singing to my bones
Come out of the earth.

I was pregnant at the time
But this is largely unimportant.
Just another orgin story.

Things changed in that moment
Although I wouldn’t realize it for many years.
On the surface everything seemed normal.
I was the same person I had always been.
But a seed had been planted.
Perhaps in the cerebral cortex
And slowly it would germinate
And extend its thread.
Slowly almost imperceptible 
It would crack my fissures open wide.

Things moving beneath a calm surface.