what's on my skin concerns everyone,
because they'll see it. or i think along
those lines my mother was heading, although
not all of my skin, not all the parts of me-
what i mean really is not everyone sees
every part. and i would like them to see the
pain of it at least. people think more of you
when they know you've been wounded and
all the wounds i can think of are collective,
bound to tiny needles and mixed inks and
sketched instructions and me pointing to my
thigh and saying "there, ok? right there."
it's a shame i don't care very much about
what people do to me. otherwise i might not
have to pay 120$ for something that's only
going to last until i die.