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compulsive

a tattoo in your body crawling your thoughts
of the past
reflected in the lines of your skin those violent ones
and bloody ink tracing what they did to you when you were
just but a kid,
you cannot stop the tattoo
tattooing you, a matter of obsessive
compulsive body writing,
these too are the makings of depression,
the doctor says, you do it and you want it done, like you cannot stop
tattoo tattooing you,
in your arms,
and legs
and tomorrow your chest

you wish some pictures of God and gods
no, no, not the monsters that you want extricated,

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Compulsive

a tattoo in your body crawling your thoughts
of the past
reflected in the lines of your skin those violent ones
and bloody ink tracing what they did to you when you were
just but a kid,
you cannot stop the tattoo
tattooing you, a matter of obsessive
compulsive body writing,
these too are the makings of depression,
the doctor says, you do it and you want it done, like you cannot stop
tattoo tattooing you,
in your arms,
and legs
and tomorrow your chest

you wish some pictures of God and gods
no, no, not the monsters that you want extricated,
i watch you
in this compulsion and you are relating why,

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seeding Master Race Hate Into Nazi German Identity

inser an attitude
into between
all the association

labels
questions
question marks?

the knowing
knowing
knowing minds

reference by places
special honoured dates
with gifts gifts

gifts
given wanted?
what price?

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Like A Tattoo

He told me sweet lies of sweet loves
Heavy with the burden of the truth
And he spoke of his dreams
Broken by the burden
Broken by the burden of his youth
Fourteen years he said
I couldn't look into the sun
She saw him laying at the end of my gun
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
I remember his hands
And the way the mountains looked
The light shot diamonds from his eyes
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
Like the scar of age
Written all over my face
The war is still raging inside of me
I still feel the chill
As I reveal my shame to you

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song performed by Sade
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Beanie G. And The Rose Tattoo

Come here talkin', like a schoolboy fool
Cute and rotten
Ooh, beanie g. and your rose tattoo
Keep on rockin' like the geator say (keep on)
White clogs knockin'
Oh, oh, oh, beanie g. wonder can you play?
Don't be no punk, don't be no candy ass
Don't flunk the test, then expect to pass
Don't understand, and yet afraid to ask
So why you wanna waste your time?
Rose guitar bleeding on your arm
Day-glo farm boy
Oh, beanie g. with your rose tattoo
Oh, beanie g.
Just tell me, where you learnt to rock 'n' roll
You got your licks, but you forgot your soul
You play real hot, but you leave me cold
So why do you wanna, waste my time?
Listen g. boy, better get in line, g.boy
And it's a long one, 'cause the gigs are hard to find

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song performed by Hall & Oates
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Rapid Roy

Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
But every sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He's the best driver in the land
He say that he learned to race a stock car
By runnin' shine outta alabam'
Oh the demolition derby
And the figure eight
Is easy money in the bank
Compared to runnin' from the man
In oklahoma city
With a 500 gallon tank
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe

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song performed by Jim Croce
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I have this huge lion tattoo embossed on my arm. I was a little worried as to how we would cover it up. But my makeup man covered the tattoo with makeup. It took close to two hours.

quote by Sanjay Dutt
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Tattoo

In this autumn storm, and this loneliness,
I would tattoo your face to my body; and at
every long night, autumn leaves will fall,

reminding me to write my 'pastorals'
and the serene skies above me, will
calm my ridiculous consuming passion,

the passion that makes my path misty and
foggy; is my body so weary, that your face no
longer is visible; its faded away the tattoo

of your face. When autumn rain falls I’ll
pick my chestnut leaves thinking you are there
to help.

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Woman with a Tattoo.

A woman with a tattoo
over the top of her breasts

above her red dress got
on the uptown bus and

sat down. Henry tried not
to look, he couldn't make

out the words that mingled
with the coloured flowers

tattooed there, looked away,
followed for a short while

the goings on in the passing
street, then turned again

and gazed surreptiously as
if he'd not intended to stare

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poem by Terry Collett
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Tattoo

Some people might say that I am a prude
Because of my body, and it is not tattooed,
But I am no animal, and no ones property or slave
So having myself marked, that I do not crave,
My body indeed is a piece of art
Not a road sign to stop, or go, or where to park,
My body is the way that it was when I was born
And if I want decorations, colorful clothes will be worn,
I look in a mirror and I see myself
With the cuts and burns and blisters and all else,
There is no markings on my body that I will be ashamed
And all that I have, pridefully it will be claimed,
I do not need a tattoo to express who I am
And if you don't accept my views, I don't give a damn,
I will not allow any person to place any inking upon my skin
As I know for myself and soul that is just a sin,
I am proud of my body with no shame or any guilt
With no tattoos or markings I am the temple that GOD built,
I am not a showoff or braggart or a follower which is true
That is why this man, will never have a tattoo.

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poem by Randy McClave
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