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Tattoo
by Harry Crosby
I am the criminal whose chest is tattooed with a poinard above which are graven the words "mort aux bourgeois." Let us each tattoo this on his heart.
I am the soldier with a red mark on my nakedness -- when in a frenzy of love the mark expands to spell Mad Queen. Let us each tattoo our Mad Queen on his heart.
I am the prophet from the land of the Sun whose back is tattooed in the design of a sun rising. Let us each tattoo a rising sun on his heart.
by Harry Crosby
I am the criminal whose chest is tattooed with a poinard above which are graven the words "mort aux bourgeois." Let us each tattoo this on his heart.
I am the soldier with a red mark on my nakedness -- when in a frenzy of love the mark expands to spell Mad Queen. Let us each tattoo our Mad Queen on his heart.
I am the prophet from the land of the Sun whose back is tattooed in the design of a sun rising. Let us each tattoo a rising sun on his heart.