Arranged In Secret
I often caress your tattoos in complete
silence. Under your supple skin, I press
for air; stretching for inklings of discreet
etchings. Anxiously, I watch you undress,
and I catch flesh stains. I shyly translate
the position and rank of each figure.
And still, each press tries to elucidate
my intrigue. Yet, with visible rigor
and infinite imprints, my love for you
distorts and drowns for every lost attempt
at apprehension. But, I still construe
concepts to balance this noxious dissent.
Sometimes I press my ears to their inked tricks
and plead with them to speak of their secrets.
Eric McClure is an undergraduate student at the University of Illinois at Chicago, studying creative writing. His work has been published by Creative Communications, Vision Magazine, Prairie Margins, and have also been featured on the Chicago Museum of Science and Industry's blog. His chapbook, The Clowns Are Thirsty, has been published through Young Chicago Authors.