Tuesday, August 30, 2005


I want a tattoo

a man climbing an impregnable mountain

or mind-blown freaking into the nothingness

Edvard Munch’s Scream

I want a tattoo

your name carved upon my flesh

my blood sacrifice

but what when it’s obsolete?

an engraved reminder of artistry gone awry

yeah I want a tattoo

a man scarred ripped asunder

sown back together

better than before

Mary Shelley’s Monster

didn’t he die at the end?

Tattoo me pierced as you please

a smile etched upon redeemed flesh

smoking reds and violet explosions

of a chance grabbed clung to heart

a phoenix resurrected from a handmade grave

to rise and smile upon the vision

of a lifebird who flies again

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