• one more cup of coffee •

• tattoos •

growing up
i thought of relationships
as soul sweaters :
things interchangeable
things you could
switch, match, stretch
to fit your mood
or the weather outside

now i have realized
they are more like
tangible tattoos :
they warn you,
you'll have this for
the rest of your life
(because feelings never wholly leave)
but we all jump at the chance
to lean back in that
lethal leather chair anyway

and in the end
all that matters is
whether or not you have
the courage
to go back under
the needle
after the first time
it pricks you.