366 Poems: August 18th, 2016

Tattoo

Marker tattoos are simply great

and simpler are they rinsed away,

smudged off the face of the quick world–

a masterpiece that could not stay.

And so I choose needles and ink

to break the boundaries, red and dark

’cause it may seem a daring thing,

but risks are how we make our mark.

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