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Death Sentence Promisessometimes i have disbelief playing in my eyes,
rewinding my past as if it never left.
stitching your memories along my back
so i can be stuck to your yesterdays
until insanity grows tired.
i'm a prisoner of time, because
you're permanently sketched across my timeline,
creating mental scars that never heal
& when you're writing your memoirs in my blood -
do you know that you stole my only innocence.
i'm constantly braiding your veins &
twisting your eye-sockets so you
can bathe in the misery you washed me in,
until you return something
you never deserved.
i'll haunt you til you plead for death - -
that's the only way i'll ever get it back.
In Bocca al LupoMy eyes open again for yet another lovely day of lab life. Got Will behind the wheel this time. What's with the shaky brainwaves, Will? They gonna have you do something nice and painful with me today?
The lead scientist grins. "Here he is! Say hi to the general, William."
"Hello, Mr. Arroyo."
Ah, gotta show off for the big-shots. They would have you in the pilot's seat for this. Smart kid, never steps out of line. Not the worst person to have in your head. Could stand to put a little more emotion into the voice. Handshake needs work too. Come on, show them how comfortable you are with this strength.
The general locks his gaze onto the man's pale yellow-brown eyes. "What does it feel like?"
The eyes dart to the ground, and then rise to meet the general's. "Different. I mean, of course it's different, but it's... well, it's hard to explain, Sir."
The lead scientist steps between them. "What he means is that it is a marvelous experience and he is ready to show you what can b
origamiI had met him last year, first day of Bio class. He was leaning back in his chair, idly pinching the corners of the craziest piece of origami I'd ever seen. I pulled up a chair next to him.
He nodded absentmindedly. I felt the need to say something relevant.
"Can you make a crane?"
He looked at me, almost snorted, then nodded, ripping out a piece of notebook paper.
He was done before the class bell had rung.
It was a pointed dodecahedron. It was made out of twelve pieces of paper, he said. It was the hardest piece he'd ever found, and took him a week to get to the point where he could fold it decently from memory.
He explained this all excitedly while making one for me, creasing the edges almost gracefully.
He was happy.
His mom opened the door and sent me upstairs. I tapped on his door, and creaked it open slowly.
You know the story where the girl folds a thousand paper cranes and hung them up in her room? That was his room, except with pointed dodecahedrons; spi
Here's one of my original blackwork pieces that was adopted, to remind you to take time for breath.
A cabin by the lake.
Somebody call Frank Lloyd Wright!
I want to do a great deal more of these types of pieces, sketching, blackwork, and windows into the body. If you would be interested in a piece in this vein or in feeling one out for yourself, contact me via email at:
Amour Tattoo, Manassas VA
eyesight in camp sites (at midnight),
failing hands among falling sand dunes,
eyelashes spinning lost upon dusty hardwood floors.
my intercostals laid bare in the sun through
slanted shades and love, memories are always
made anew to cover the face of your world,
but darling already I spread so thin and there is
still so much to make
and to make right.
Hello my name is Nick. I try to pull words down to the ground and stand them in groups so when roll is called they sound like somebody organized them with a little bit of elegance. I currently work as a tattooist at Amour Tattoo in Manassas, Virginia and own a company for my artwork called Nightdancer Design. I do artwork in tattoo ink, spraypaint, acrylic paint, digital painting, vector work, custom musical instrument work, oil and chalk pastels, and more (:
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I hope that today is the best day you have lived, and tomorrow too.
Current Residence: Fairfax, Virginia
Every passing moment is another chance to turn it all around.
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