new
soul mate, i got a tattoo
on my arm,
along with
the painful
process of the laser gun
erasing,
the list of other
names,
the names of girls,
then women
i hooked my wagon to.
finally,
my arm ravaged with scar
tissue,
limp at my side
from love
gone wrong,
i had to go to the other
arm,
which read vacancy.
rooms available,
free wi-fi,
and a continental breakfast.
please apply.
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