Does anybody find that tattoos — older ones, not new ones — itch somewhat more than other skin in the heat?
i’m trying to figure out if it’s psychosomatic or a function of the ink under the skin.
Does anybody find that tattoos — older ones, not new ones — itch somewhat more than other skin in the heat?
i’m trying to figure out if it’s psychosomatic or a function of the ink under the skin.
Catalyst
comes in
and things happen
Not her fault
Blame her parents
for giving her that name
Those were the days
eh? Hippies thought
a name could change the world
so kids were named
God and Peace and Rainbow
Catalyst
(Cat for short) comes in
on little catalyst feet
and what happens next?
A breach of contract
or an infidelity
Someone gets lost in her fog
and a chipped mind slides to one side
and falls into a dirty heap of shards
after she’s been there
There’s a bubbling wherever she goes
as stability becomes ferment
the substance of what she touches is changed
two become one
one becomes three
Catalyst is the same afterwards
always the same
Agile little Cat
with her hippie name
keeps her motility intact
as she turns her free spirit
to the next reaction
Yesterday, we headed to the Grecian Festival at St. Spyridon’s and then checked out the Worcester Surge, our local Arena Football League, as they took on the Lehigh Vally Outlaws in their final home game of the season.
The festival was fun, folk-dancy, and delicious, and I’ve got enough baklava and other goodies in the fridge to induce diabetes in Lance Armstrong.
The game was also entertaining in a Bad News Bears kinda way. I’d never seen an indoor league game before. It’s…interesting. I think I’d go again, maybe earlier in the season, since several of their starters were on the DL and the bench strength was, um, not strong.
The Surge lost 45-34.