When I cover your name
Tattooed on my left
Pectoral,

I look pretty much like
Me from right before
I sat down in

My brother's tattoo chair,
Eric Church playing on
The stereo,

Your face on my retina, like
Some beautiful snow blind-
Ness, and nearly as

Deceivingly temporary.
"You really want to
Do this, bro'?"

Machine in hand, *"It'll be
There forever..."
"So will she. Write."