There it was, an off-white knob and a shaft
nestled into the pelvis, my pelvis

Looking ever so new, smart, and capable,
like a first grader on the first day of school.

Despite its shiny titanium surface and two screws,
it seemed right at home,
a bona fide occupant.

Eventually, bone growth will fill the porous shaft,
and merge like tendrils embracing a Chihuly glass sculpture
at a Botanical garden.

The body, my body, will increasingly claim it
as its very own

And all this goes on beyond my awareness—
the presence, the stability, the healing …

Except when I see it on X-ray.