TATTOO
Labels: POETRY
lotus on anklebone
Celtic Cross on clavicle
SarahJane on bicep
Mother on neck
the gallery is open
signal from Polynesia tatau
(think Gaugin) illustrations
in venous blood colors
from everywhere inked
to physical limits and beyond
Cheryl is proud of her fleshy murals
seven as of Tuesday when I met her
opening her shirt her belt a revelation
Everybody wants to see the pictures,
and yet nobody wants to see them.*
she's saving up for angel wings
for the space between her shoulderblades
always wanted wings back there
no tattoo regret for her
the gallery is open
the newest are those loved right now
the faded may have faded
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*from Ray Bradbury in The Illustrated Man
