Flight of Flesh

A poem about the spiritual experience of a tattoo.

Pain ends rapidly.
Blood dissipates and
color begins to awaken.

Phoenix, the mythical bird
of prey, takes flight across
a sea of delicate tissue.

Plumes of crimson, azure,
and gold grasp the flesh
of his transporter.

A child bearing hip,
branded by the pheonix,
reminder of her rebirth.