I Remembered the Stars

I suddenly remembered the stars-

not the ones in the night sky

but the ones you had tattooed

on your arms while still in high school.

You regretted them as soon

as the needle stopped.

Your buzz was wearing off,

and they were the last tattoos

you ever had done.

You felt like a poser

trying to become

something you’d never be:

a shining light.

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