The Living Canvas

He maps out his vision

Each instrument set out in precise

placement and direction

The flesh before him is bare

Cold with anticipation

With a swift wipe the skin displays its texture to the chill

Reaching for his tool, he takes a deep cleansing breath

The glimmer of steel reflects bright glowing speckles on the far wall

He punctures the living tissue, moving rapidly and rhythmically

Cherry ripe red blood smears and mixes with his creativity

Quickly wiped aside, he continues…

One turns into many hours

He is one with his tool

Absorbed into the variety of colors and shapes

His soul saturated into this visual expression

With the finale insight

He adds his distinctive trademarks, displaying an unmistakable style

Reveling in satisfaction on his completed work

It's wrapped for the pending unveiling

The living canvas rises

Artistry displayed through a breathing gallery of many

Branded, She pays for her tattoo!