Tattooed
he had a tattoo
instead of a gun
that forced me to
buckle
they said they hadn't seen him since,
i'd be lying if i said
i wasn't scared by his
absent
presence
that wrapped like cellophane around my limbs
the week before
i remember that
Thai, cheap ink,
colours faded and
thinking what it meant
why i never wanted to ask
until my mouth was full
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