Tattoo

time time time time time TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME

& a distant, annoying kill.

 

measure your voice

measure your words

in undefined dimensions

that can’t handle the half of the half of this song

 

let’s face it:

ink won’t last forever

ink is the last thing to worry about

 

there there therefore

wouldn’t you

fill these fields of skin

with six capital letters

again and again and again and again?

 

in every wet white corner

on every crafted hill

let there be

no

let there be no light

 

 

(i’ll smile like an onyx carcass.

the oath shall conquer and soak

-mute as a bursting whistle

inside a dark blue fishbowl-

Your name

Your name

Yours.)

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