These tattoos on my skin
have seeped deep into my bones.
If I melted into a skeleton tonight,
you could use the ink to carve my name
into the face of the tombstone.
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Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd
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This was deep, love it .
I really like the idea of this, Kale. What I think would be even better is if that ink put itself into a pot too for easy dipping.
Wow, Kale this poem has such a bold vibe! ✨ It’s raw and intense, like it's saying these tattoos aren’t just skin deep—they’re part of who this person truly is. The idea of the ink marking a tombstone is surprisingly powerful, like a lasting mark of identity even after life. Short, strong, and strangely touching!
Oh man, that was awesome!