Salamander

Forgiveness is a mercy
I go live under a wet stone
a salamander with fire on my back
an afterimage of memory
I will never know
what whips my dreams
I can’t see my tattoo
on my own back
burning down into my sleep
There are no mirrors here
in wetness under a stone

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