Stretched skin
stuck through with
hollow, hypoallergenic needles.
Pneumatic ink guns have plunged
****** between my veins,
I'll never be the same
modified and adapted
some find it attractive
others find it pointless,
foul, and disgraceful
but I'll keep on changing
my flesh because it reminds me
of life, you can't get out
unaltered and it's
painful
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
Stretched skin
stuck through with
hollow, hypoallergenic needles.
Pneumatic ink guns have plunged
****** between my veins,
I'll never be the same
modified and adapted
some find it attractive
others find it pointless,
foul, and disgraceful
but I'll keep on changing
my flesh because it reminds me
of life, you can't get out
unaltered and it's
painful
© Daniel Magner 2013
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