business close by.
a tattoo removal parlor,
at the mall.
i see the line
out the door,
fat and skinny people,
young and old,
having their drunken decision
making
tattoos removed.
faces of family,
or lost loved
ones,
words in Chinese,
pictures of cats
and dogs,
tombstones, and butterflies.
devils and God.
sometimes i can hear
the customers screaming
through the wall,
knee deep in oily ink,
flooding
the floors.
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