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Post-Extinction Banquet

You know the star on my wrist?
The infinity symbol on the back of my neck?
The quill on my forearm?
Snapped and shattered.
The guy with a flower sprouting from his head?
Gouged out,
Eyeball hanging.
A lone petal floats into a pond of blood.
Bloop bloop.
The bowl of noodles – the one above my elbow?
The dot-work on my hip?
A giant’s footprint smeared the spots together.
Every panel of ink on my body?
Teeth marks.
Every tattoo I have?
Every single tattoo.
Has been eaten.
Ever since I got that one?
You know?
the T-Rex?

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