DOTS

By Arron Potts

Each

pinch. Punch. Pin.

Piercing flesh,

digging in.

Running stitch 

of ink through skin.

Dots of colour 

to begin,

this work of art

along my arm,

breathing thready,

staying calm.

Tattoo needle,

sewing dates.

Marked forever.

Absent mates.

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