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Those tattoos are walking the streets now

Without attachment

Free from arm and pantyline

Proclaiming colorful obscene and transcendent

Message to the sidewalks



Passers-by with nets hunt those fleshless hymns

Slipping through ink-stained fingers

Heading home to inkwells



All the needles are silent now

Melted from coiled dragon's breath

And are arms and pantylines are walking the street now

Unadorned uncommented on and haunted