itches

every now and then,
while walking
through an intersection
or tying my shoes,
for example,
my tattoo will itch
slightly.
I imagine, just around
the hilt of the sword.

I’ll scratch and continue
with my life—but I can’t
help envisioning ink
bubbling up under the skin.

a mildly entertaining thought
at its best,
but at least I’ve something
to occupy myself with while I
pay for my deli sandwich,
scratch,
and walk away.

so it isn’t a complaint so much;
no mind—
it could be a
whole lot worse.  sure.
it has to be why folks
don’t tattoo their ass holes.