The Things Which Are Absent Are As Acceptable as the Things That I Have
A poem on not desiring anything.

I never thought of tattoos they don’t evoke any feeling It is wonderful if somebody has And amazing even if they are on the shelf
Inking body is not something I fancy It is good the way it is I don’t have any desire to poke unnecessary things into it
My friend has a tattoo of a dragon A colorful one on her shoulder I like the vibrancy She needed them, so I am happy
But for me I love simplicity It can be my laziness to not even to go to parlors for so-called maintenance
I don’t dye my grey hair Neither I have the wish to visit salons for any process of beautification
It can be love for nature that I lie down like a dead I accept whatever it is No desire for anything
I am satisfied being the way it is Maybe this is what makes me accept The things which are present are remarkable The things which I don’t have are amazing too.
Thank you, Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她), for the prompt — Tattoos. If you enjoyed it, you might also like this:
