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ned all over my chest On my last day at work, I’ll unveil my tat They’ll all wish they could be as badass as that</p><p id="08ea">Now the artist commands me to make up my mind She’s has customers waiting and isn’t too kind Under pressure my life flashes by in a buzz And I see that I’m happier just as I was</p><p id="5162">So, I think I will go with the squiggly beast My rebellious desires abruptly released He’ll be modest and green as a sea beast should be Frolicking happily over my knee</p><p id="ab1b">Will it hurt?</p><h2 id="07d9">Thanks for reading!</h2><p id="7f08">Connect with me here on Medium and in my blog: the <a href="https://lifeafterwork.zone/">Life After Work Zone</a>. There, you’ll find stories and poems about life, travel, and retirement.</p><p id="04c5">I’m looking for contributing writers. 50 million people in the US are retired and eager to read your stories. You’ll get exposure in my Medium publication <a href="https://medium.com/life-after-work">Life After Work</a>, and even more on my blog. Find out more <a href="https://readmedium.com/about-life-after-work-2c269018f540">HERE</a> or just email me at [email protected].</p><h2 id="092a">If you liked this poem, here’s another that you’ll enjoy:</h2><div id="146e" class="link-block"> <a href="https://thecreative.cafe/peaches-and-pairs-e734d3c1425d"> <div> <div> <h2>Peaches and Pairs</h2> <div><h3>She dreamt o

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My First Tattoo

Some ink, I think

Photo by Lukáš Dlutko from Pexels

My first tattoo — oh, what shall it be? A squiggly beast from under the sea? Or maybe a clown or my precious dog’s mug Certainly, nothing resembling a bug

When I retire, I’ve committed to … An object immortalized in a tattoo The problem is that I can’t decide What object to ink just under my hide

And where would I put it, I shudder to think A calf or a shoulder all covered in ink I don’t want to display it every day of the week So it can’t be immortalized high on my cheek

My friends would say “That doesn’t suit you” But I’d tell them “Shut up!” I will do as I do Too much of my life has been tempered and tame Now I’m breakin’ it loose with no regret or shame

I worked hard all my life in modest employ Like my loyal dog Rusty, I was a good boy But retirement, damn, I’ll be raising hell You’ll hear all about it when I jump from my shell

It will represent something much bigger than me A beacon that broadcasts irrevocably A transformative mark shouting “I am the man!” And “Don’t mess with me brother, or Alakazam!”

So, I’ll pick something sinister, evil, and best, I will wear it emblazoned all over my chest On my last day at work, I’ll unveil my tat They’ll all wish they could be as badass as that

Now the artist commands me to make up my mind She’s has customers waiting and isn’t too kind Under pressure my life flashes by in a buzz And I see that I’m happier just as I was

So, I think I will go with the squiggly beast My rebellious desires abruptly released He’ll be modest and green as a sea beast should be Frolicking happily over my knee

Will it hurt?

Thanks for reading!

Connect with me here on Medium and in my blog: the Life After Work Zone. There, you’ll find stories and poems about life, travel, and retirement.

I’m looking for contributing writers. 50 million people in the US are retired and eager to read your stories. You’ll get exposure in my Medium publication Life After Work, and even more on my blog. Find out more HERE or just email me at [email protected].

If you liked this poem, here’s another that you’ll enjoy:

From non-fiction to opinion pieces, short-story narrative to poetry — Brian Feutz has an affinity for the music of words. A wide range of life experiences and interests converge in a lively perspective that challenges conventions and stimulates thought.

He lives by the motto:

“Live more, live smart, laugh, and love. Add sprinkles of mischief and art.”

Join him as he spreads information and entertainment across the land like peanut butter on toast. You can find him in a kayak, on his bicycle, in the LifeAfterWork.Zone, or on Medium.com.

Don’t miss a word. Stay in touch by subscribing to his newsletter, or emailing directly to [email protected].

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