by Deborah Breuer

YouÂ’ve infiltrated my thoughts,
And now the inspiration,
It seeps out of me like ink from a fresh tattoo.
No bandage can keep the hues from staining my paper now.


Posted on 11/19/2006
Copyright © 2020 Deborah Breuer

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 11/22/06 at 08:03 PM

I've been branded with that bitter ink too, Deborah. This sure provoked introspection for me; thanks!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/24/06 at 02:04 PM

Excellent analogy...superbly expressed!

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