Tuesday, 5 November 2013

A Dilatory Tattoo

The artistry of pin struck ink
On pigment painted skin
Reflecting disposition
Of a slipstream mind within

Arms are chained by signals
Of bells that used to chime
Old story's of the moment
A claim on space and time

Unlike the pictures on her wall
Seduce a casual seeking eye
Her skin becomes her ancient cave
On which a past cannot rely

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