Tattoo

A needle breaks the skin and leaves
An eagle, in outline, spreading its wings,
Screaming with the certainty of youth.

Flying in place for twenty years and now,
In an older sky on another’s arm,

Heavy with questions and things accepted,
Those marvellous wings of ink have grown

Fat with age and counter-
Revolution.

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