lasered off
my shoulder.
it's where Bettys name
used to be,
and before that,
Sally. i've been
keeping
this tattoo parlor
in business for years.
who now, big Jim asks me,
holding
the ink pen in the air, while
tugging at
his beard.
write Next, i tell him.
i'm no longer that optimistic.
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