the myth of the blood red tattoo

there's a red splotch
on my back

where anatomically
a wing would sprout
on a mortal
if angels & demons
actually existed

but in my case
it looks as tho
a wing was torn off

the other
never budding

& if i was the subject
of myth

the story might go that
i had torn it off myself
in a mad fit

consumed it
& defecated it out

& it has gone back
into the earth where
it belongs

b/c i'm not concerned
w/flight or heaven

my wish is to be mortal

i wish die like the rest
of living things

& i wear that
blood red tattoo
to prove it