INKING PAIN    (195 words)

By Neel Anil Panicker

“Is that a wink behind all that ink?”

I like teasing Mark. It’s post-midnight and I switch on the table lamp. It’s fun to watch nee gorge on him, his naked rippling torso, every inch of it a kaleidoscopic melange of devilish tattoos in shapes, sizes and patterns that would beguile any architect.

“You are a walking graffiti billboard,” I rib him further as my fingers follow a hydra-headed serpent, its fangs disappearing into a crevice beside his balls.

I know this pleases him no end as he stirs a wee bit, and then jerks his head slightly up. I know what he wants and bend my face down. His lips shoot up to make friends with my neck and below.

It was then that I see it__ a heart shaped full bearded Jesus with teary eyes, all encased in a minimalist T that covers almost the entire upper back. My eyes catch something__a scrawl, perhaps. I squint further in the semi-darkness and read out the letterings, all cursive.

They add up to a word__ mercy.

It was then that I know. The tattoos have to go.

Mark needs to start afresh__on a clean slate.




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