The Lumpy Tattoo Poem by MARINA GIPPS

The Lumpy Tattoo

Rating: 3.5


Like a cancer it grows
until it loves you
like no other.
You wear black all the time,
a johnny cash existence.
You serenade prisoners
with tin cups
of urine.
I can't tell you
how many times
I've lied
to keep out of jail.
Pushing pins into skin,
filling with ink like parchment.
Sometimes it hurts
when you try
to excise it.

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MARINA GIPPS

MARINA GIPPS

Chicago, Illinois
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