Within the tight concentric rings of her tattoo lies just one more truth: nothing is ever what you want. I turn her over, looking for the center, the bull's eye, the widening vortex, the tantalizing inscription, and all I find is more skin. Sometimes, I forget to look without an end in mind.
[I started this and all I could think was how much I wanted to use the phrase "Within the tight concentric rings"]
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"Nothing is ever what you want."
ReplyDelete"Sometimes I forget to look without an end in mind."
It's a nice phrase, but these say more to me.
They're very pessimistic words. Also: Very postmodern to assume that the desire to find might change the outcome.
ReplyDeleteIndeed.
ReplyDeleteI do think the desire to find might change the outcome sometimes.