Inked- Part 4

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. -1 Corinthians 10:31

I am your living canvas in which you outline your plans.

Will you adorn me?

Will you dip me just enough into the ink?

Will you merge my casing with the perfect dye?

Will you carve out straight lines for me to follow?

Will you give me the strength to handle the fill?

Will you highlight my faith with a dazzling, heavy-duty blonde?

Will you tint my hope with an everlasting, resilient navy?

Will you paint my love with a deep, lasting blush?

Will you forgive me for this outward display?

Will you tattoo your art on my heart eternally?

Inked- Part 3

But the man who has doubts is condemned if he eats, because his eating is not from faith; and everything that does not come from faith is sin. – Romans 14:23

He wears sleeves

To warm chills of abstracted motifs

To cool the warmth of picturesque memoirs

 

His graffiti is synesthetic

Illusions of appetizing anecdotes

Silhouettes of fragrant fairy tales

 

His typography is aesthetic

Caricatures of gritty gossip

Shadows of silent sagas

 

I’m a voyeur of his decorations

My prejudiced perspective is absorbed in aspiration

 

I trace the lines and devour the iconography

His delicious artwork entices me with each sting of his needle

 

The ache animates my need of markings

My life without your canvas is an allegory of nothingness

 

Render me of your palette

Please permanent me with your stains

Inked- Part 2

Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body. -1 Corinthians 6:19–20

To mark flesh,

To mark beauty

Of forever scars,

Of tales of trials.

 

We pain for stains,

We surrender splendor

For distinctive attributes,

For therapeutic means.

 

We disobey laws,

We defy commandments

By destroying our temples

To further our desires.

 

To be marked of sin,

To be marked of offense

Done by His children

To free them from evil doing.

 

Inked- Part 1

Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD. – Leviticus 19:28

You grin at me

My spine shivers with fear

Anticipation of your damage

I’m intoxicated with antiseptics

Commemorated by buzzing melodies

Dyed bullets fire

I’m injured, bleeding of your victory

As you dress my wound