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ink & scar

i’m a

reminder

on your arm;

the worst kind—

one that’s

permanent

and will never

fade out even

after death.

but despite that

enduring mark,

i myself am

only temporary…

so i hope you

don’t mind.

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letters to s.d.: fragment #2 {inked}

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.

the tattoo of your name

embedded in the mutilated

skin of my arms, reminds

me of why i’m surviving

this wreckage of a war

they look at it like it’s dirty,

i’m besmirched with black

but it’s the only tether to reality

that keeps pulling me back.

.

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Friendly Reminders

You are an irrational human being

Spurned by such hopeful ideologies

Flourishing from blotted optimism

And your own journalistic severities

You’re a complex mystery machine

With your cogs, bolts, nuts, or gears

Rigged into a smoother symphony

Of grinding, blood, veins, pain, tears

But tantrums tend to threaten you

Spilling over the cusp of controlling

My pillow’s too soft! I have no clue!

Such petty churlishness encoding

Two can play that game, I’ll indulge

I will let you throw bowls and plates

Shatter them, shards a nice mosaic

Until you can take no more of hate

Oh sweetheart, you’re a pretty mess

Wipe the ink from your eyes, okay?

You don’t need me to be your best

Your paper skin will start to decay

If you get broken by mere ant bites

How can you stand up to the giants?

If you cower sullen, lest not to fight

Dare you thirst to be one sycophant?

Kindly refrain backhanded assaults

And spitting venoms in my winery

I have my sour patch and my faults

Blame not the drink I taste, honestly

You must forgive my own invocation

Of my outward intrusion of illusions

I’ll bend and say I learned my lesson

And suppress this smile of ascension

Am I ruffling your feathers, my dove?

Don’t let this old friend be rude, hell

Irrationalities aside, you’ll worry not

For we gotta have our own fun as well.

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