It’s too late
to be unwritten,
and I’m much too scrawled
to ever be erased.
Go ahead: prick and stipple
and ink me in:
I’ll never be naked again.
From here on out,
I wear the sun,
albeit blue.
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It’s too late to be unwritten, Go ahead: prick and stipple From here on out,
- Mark Doty, from “My Tattoo” (via growing-orbits)
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I want to see the thirst
inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks. ❞
- Pablo Neruda, from “Verb,” trans. T.M. Lauth Etiquetas (via proustitute)
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January 25, 2012
/ via godmonster-deactivated20120202
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