The Atoll

Albin
Tattoos inked on your knuckles don Silvio?
Your hands are always moving I cant read
Silvio
Look closer zoom in what does my fist say?
Albin
Your left fist says hate I just see that now
Silvio
Its my right fist you see on your left side
It says love not hate you sad knucklehead
Take this take that hate is a form of love
Albin
I think I saw you once entirely framed
By sea grapes driftwood and anenomes
A blotted portrait if not copybook
My fishnet bag though was already stuffed
I left your image meditating much
You shook off trash talk you bounced round the moon