Monday, April 10, 2017

punctures


i can feel his breath on my neck while i lay there. he's biting his lip and holding a steady gaze as he concentrates on my skin. i turn to his hands as he steadily moves them ever so slightly. my skin is numb and my hands are starting to get cold yet my mind feels like it's floating. i notice a very slight tingling sensation as this goes on for a couple hours. he begins to wipe away some ink and even a little bit of blood, giving the needles some rest. his art, now permanently on my skin.

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