Tattoo

I have taken a tattoo onto my cheek
and am trying to tell you with my dictionary fingers
that there are whole scenes in teeth cavities
waiting for spit flints.

Tell me about the trees
and the faces and the streets
with songs about them,
the salt cellars and paper umbrellas
that are standard newspaper print.

If you need some more space between
the ink bits,
move back
and think of fish scales
which when moving away
make more sense.