My Painting / My Tattoo

A brush's carefree stroke
A needle's careful prick

Is hair across canvas
Is steel stinging my skin

Drawing paint eased by water
Drawing blood for a stain of ink

In a silence of colour.
In an incessant jabbing buzz.

Hours are ignored
Every second lasts too long

In a painless pastime.
In a painful wish come true.

I finish at last.
At last, he finishes.

I look at it.

At art (perhaps) that now bears my signature.
At bare art that's now signature of me.