running out of skin

after 48 years

I finally got my first tattoo;

it took that long

to find the right

reason;

I think I am in trouble

though,

I found that

I actually liked

the pain,

it is a very liberating experience,

almost like becoming part

of some ancient, shaolin priest,

mystery cult;

as I was getting it done

I kept hearing

this voice whisper;

“very good grasshopper”

but now

one is not enough;

it is addicting

to say the least;

I am already thinking

about the next one;

and the one after that,

and the one after that,

and the one after that;

oh;

and the one after that;

quick;

I think I’m gonna need

some more skin.

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