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3/28/2025 for Tattoo Deportment Poetry Contest sponsored by Matt Caliri
In the Land of Doubleyou
With my wife and kids, passing through
the Republic of W,
armed policemen grabbed me.
A nightmare I would have never dreamed -
my wife's expression, so strange it seemed,
dragged away while my children screamed,
I was no longer free.
They didn't tell me, all I knew -
it was because of my tattoo -
and so began my fears:
what would become of my children, three?
what would my wife think of me?
would she wait for me?
I whiled away the years.
I asked my guard who wore a frown,
what if my tattoo were upside down,
and why always, "us vs. them"?
Suddenly, in my nightwear,
I found it was only a nightmare,
but it taught me how to care,
awake in the land of M.
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