Beyond My Tattoo

Beyond My Tattoo

Behind bars
both those I built
and those erected by others
I pace
always back
never forth
attempting to ignore the taunts
that tempt my tolerance
Guilt thrown at me
I bare my fangs reflexively
roaring in the face of manipulation
My muscles brace to run
my tattoo
Into the future's wilderness I go
flushing guilt down a clear creek
Fearful freedom I embrace
no longer caged
all animal

May 20, 2002
Tressa Lee Breen

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