tattoos stain the limbs meet the torso. hollow thoughts express ink shapes, coal black imprints. abstract shapes of the not enough crowd, honest one liners licked by tongue once bit by the teeth of another skin. tattoos stain the body and the mind and remain, until fading like the blank face expressions of those spoken to in a foreign language.…
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