i didn't ever even look at what ink saturated your skin.
now, upon closer inspection,
it seems you were a
distraction
to your art.
boring.
boring.
boring.
i feel like i've
seen you a thousand times
since way
back
when...
ink is such a temporary relief
to the reality of skin.
~k.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
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Running in circles again? Ghosts must be hot on your tail, or something else has been blown in by the storm.
ReplyDeleteSometimes your words make me curious to see who left those scars. I think of what was it that they held in their eyes to make you crumble.
Your words sway from strong to weak and back again, I wish I were more poetic but this will do.