I have two arms,
both are blood, flesh, and bone.
Like any human
I take them for granted.
I don't notice them,
not in the personal sense.
They take physical space
but I don't acknowledge them;
They're part of me.
I have two arms;
One of blood, flesh, and bone,
and one of adamantine.
I need to adapt to this new arm.
I don't feel anything I touch for one year.
I have two arms;
One of blood, flesh, and bone,
and one of adamantine.
I experience every touch.
And I rarely use the adamantine arm.
An arm won't be taken for granted.
I won't lose another arm.