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Yakuza

The yakuza peels off his shirt
His skin ripples, activating tattoos
Impossible colors
Dreams and nightmares
Dragons uncurl and preen
They disconnect from skin's gravity
Lifting off in triumph
Circling an enemy's head
A foe fatally flawed
No noticing the katana
This blade the yakuza leisurely unsheathes
The edge whistling towards a major artery.
Written by crowfly
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