My Whole Expanse I Cannot See…

I formulate infinity stored deep inside of me…

Nov 9

Tattoo #26

Category: Life,Tattoos

So, a few months back, I had a poem published in an issue of Weird Tales Magazine, and I wrote it a few months before that.  I got the idea in my head listening to a Nirvana song, Stain. I was feeling especially lonely, especially empty, and the song just sounded so right. I felt like a stain, something awful. I wanted to take the word “stain” as a metaphor and make it something more literal. I wanted to write about how being close to someone can end up causing so much pain, how it can cost a person everything. I wanted to write something beautiful, and dark, and brutal, all at once. So, I went out, had couple of vodka tonics, and wrote what I wrote. It’s just a quick little piece about a woman who seems beautiful, and this fellow, and an encounter that ends very badly. I wrote that, and it got published.

I often still feel the way I felt when I wrote You’re a Stain, and it’s the first thing I’ve ever had published in print, and I love the song…


Tattoo by Colt, hardcore fuckin' badass at Doc Dog's Las Vegas Tattoo, Ybor City

Hence tattoo #26.


3 Comments so far

  1. redandjonny November 9th, 2009 8:55 pm

    fuck dude thats awesome. Is there anyway I can order a back issue of the one youre published in?

    I LOVE stain. Hands down one of my fav all time Kurt songs.

  2. Ormolu November 10th, 2009 12:56 pm

    Did you post “You’re a Stain” here on your blog?

  3. michael November 10th, 2009 1:02 pm

    redandjonny: I’ll send you the info.

    Ormolu: I did, for a day, then Weird Tales bought it.