tattoos

there is not enough ink in the world
to scar my body so others would understand

how her absence fills the marrow in my bones
and tickles my nose hairs
with every single breath

i would tattoo every inch of my skin if i could
to broadcast the meaning of words i cannot find

to communicate how every piece of earth and sky
is littered with her being dead

i love the pink snowflake i have mounted on my back
but it does not remind me of her when i see it

no, no
that is just everything else

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